This is a song about "12 year old boy"

You're very attractive, and notice that

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

Yet to be moving like a 2 year old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

My sister was sectioned january last year,

May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

10-year-old seeing his mother die is ripping my heart apart.

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old