This is a song about "Young turkey leg"

Love is a mystery

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

So while you worry about the hoes

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Bars will put this faggot mc in a figure 4 leg lock till i snap his knee

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?

Watch the gore spread more and more, till the blood runs red down ya left leg

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Left leg paradox, oxymoron the right, guess i'm a cripple

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle