This is a song about "12 year olds"

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

Oh no we got to slow the city down

We moved every year to a new home new town

After every show, a dream she hold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

#thirteen with a #fifteen year old, like we're #eighteen,

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Left a 12 year old me with his whole world shaken/

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late