This is a song about "K 12"

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

Or, if you prefer, d n k r o z

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

Everything is gonna be cool when my k meltdown

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,