This is a song about "The ceremony of twelve"

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

Cos there should be someone watching ur death ceremony

So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony

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

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

I was born to do the damn thing

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

But she took it in his place

Too brighten up the ceremony

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see