This is a song about "12 grams"

And my d is 12 inches and it goes really deep

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

Ever since my grams got old she's been a bit nuts

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

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

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens