This is a song about "Turning down"

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

What is society turning into?

No tarot card reading; i'm foreseeing you niggas vanish

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,

They start turning psychotic

That's game bitch, ain't shit

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

U look so down why your turning blue

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Yo i'm turning back the time

Baby you so fine

That k o d a lil bit of change

Well guess what i'm turning the page

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I'm going insane, ever since yesterday my stomach has been turning,