This is a song about "12 inches"

We're vicious but we can't seem to move a couple inches

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Can't wait to smash your head with my 50 inches hammer

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone

"how the fuck we supposed to screw, you're only two inches long"

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

For the first 12 years of my life

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Can't wait to smash your head with my 50 inches hammer

But that’s just life, where i’m from

After 12, i'm worse that a gremlin

12 bars later i'm thinkin we almost threw.

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you