This is a song about "12 grams"

We all know 12 is where its at

Wonder if they take it all back

Left a 12 year old me with his whole world shaken/

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

After 12, i'm worse that a gremlin