This is a song about "Twelve"

I've been seeing shrinks since twelve,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

They can not pause like right one sega

Sweet, okay makes sense

Like i had just turn twelve

Wearin' twelve sweatshirts, like earl,

Just my little pusher love girl

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

I dropped "break the bank", got twelve props days later,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood