This is a song about "13 years old"

When i was 9 years old i had my humble abode,

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Guess what? i rhyme ill, i’m fifteen years old

Thirteen years old and know about the streets, hustler,

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

The dreams the kid in you once had, youre never gonna have no more 16 years old

Thirteen years old, and i'm spittin' sixteens,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

14 years old and she's locked in herself in her room