This is a song about "March 9 she turns 13"

It turns out your'e the opposite

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

March first was simply the worst

And for me it's reversed

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

When she f***in' turns around

Baby heading down a cloud

Of one day getting older

She never felt a shoulder colder

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Until your face turns blue

Don’t mean to disrespect you