This is a song about "12 year olds"

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

12 months = a year, a chance to live a life

Going to east nexy year

A couple of sprites but no beer

12 year old books going through your fuckin temple

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down

We moved every year to a new home new town

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

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year