This is a song about "Thirteen"

Where are you? fraying for numbers on ma screen, i guess your stuck with some thirteen.

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

After i write this and hit submit, i'll be level thirteen

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

That i dreamed since i was roughly thirteen

Dreams of balling like spalding up until i was thirteen

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Age thirteen, rapping like a machine, and nothing is stopping my cold wind flow that sends shivers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang sniffed a lot of flowers,

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Didn't even call me when january 2 was my thirteen

You ain't dealin with thirteen other guys? that's the most bull i've ever heard

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard