This is a song about "The ceremony of twelve"

But now it's gone, the doubt in the clout of my mouth which can spout like a twelve gauge

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

With your attitude to match right, don't be phony

Cos there should be someone watching ur death ceremony

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

Like i had just turn twelve

With this i just hit level twelve, but please don't think i sit full of wealth

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears