This is a song about "12 damn"

Cause it was too damn hot and i needed to chill

To make karma come faster than she normally will

An evil motherfucker, so damn sinister

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

God damn it feels so good to get this off my chest

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Ties that i'm severin', and damn i represent,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

But, damn you write alot. too bad it's a waste, punk,

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Damn, it's real, it prevails, yo it ain't hard to tell

It was all part of their grand schemes, to gain damn green,

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen