This is a song about "13 year olds on xbox"

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I'm cold don't shed a tear, unfold this every year

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

You have to take a year just to write a line to put on a disc

I sit here after new years thank fuck its a new year,

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

Now in a year i can see me on rip the runway,

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

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