This is a song about "Twelve sharp"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Nine o'clock and i'm trying to unlock ideas before twelve.

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Yo i've been flowin since i was twelve and locked in a cell

Good love then i can do that for her

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

Diagnosed possessed by the devil at twelve

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

So many leftover bottles at my house i got like twelve

I can tell you want to go girl

Wearin' twelve sweatshirts, like earl,

And if the cops come, i just hit amnesia

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Maybe a shot in the heart glass edges in veins so sharp,