This is a song about "12"

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

I heard them other niggas tryin to spit fire

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Magic city a lil bit of change

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

For the first 12 years of my life

You spiteful little bitch taking 12 inch dicks

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

After 12, i'm worse that a gremlin

Miami nights, ain't another one

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

12 bars later i'm thinkin we almost threw.

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

12 year old books going through your fuckin temple