This is a song about "World turns without"

Fill my lungs portray for the moment embracing until my stomach turns

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Every thing that you see turns you on

Vsu don't regret you

Until your face turns blue

Stomach turns sick, living without ya, cant i just need ya

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Let's sit back and watch the world burn, take turns, blaze chronic,

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

It turns out your'e the opposite

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence