This is a song about "When i turn 18"

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I turn savage when rappers are half average

Lyricism back in the game when i brainstorm i bring literal rain

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

When i turn left or right i see dead in the night, lying on the street they got cold feet,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Like i had just turn twelve

Sweet, okay makes sense

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television