This is a song about "Twelve"

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

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

Diagnosed possessed by the devil at twelve

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

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

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

So all the hustling for nothing man

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

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

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

Well since age twelve, i've felt like i'm someone else

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

But she took it in his place

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.