This is a song about "Is about 12 inches"

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

I aimed for the stars but i missed and went beyond them by a couple of inches/

I love the way you're standing

About how your life is passing.

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

And all anyone cares about is the c

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Where dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids

All they care about is the grades,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

To really think about where my life is headed

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Head is about u my heart is calling your name,