This is a song about "Turning heads"

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Turning you bitches to splatter

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple,

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

Yo i'm turning back the time

My reign lulu's son shine

I had to fight back and shit

They start turning psychotic

Turning up to that wale

And i'm raw, fish scale

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Turning into a professional,