This is a song about "12 pm"

I lost my dad ate age 12 i hated that.

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

I heard them other niggas tryin to spit fire

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

I see you d-12, and thanks, but me need no help

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice