This is a song about "Police are stopping us"

We are 12, might as well already crown us

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Women are a piece of art god gave us to admire

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

The request for them to undress, now some of us are depressed

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

Mind is the lighter and words are the fire aint stopping till these people sing

Matter of fact go ask they schools how many jerseys they was moving

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

That the teachers are giving us too much homework

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

There's no way that u are stopping me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready