This is a song about "A depressed 12 year old girl"

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

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

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

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

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

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

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