This is a song about "Turning"

And turning our people to light, through prisms

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Gotta understand the truth. we is all king's 'round here

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

They start turning psychotic

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

No turning back now/ got my team on my back now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Turning up to that wale

Ain't recieved any mail

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Turning you bitches to splatter

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,