This is a song about "Twelve"

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

I know it's only room for twelve, but this is the only way to stay safe

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Like i had just turn twelve

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

I get that work from my face

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Of all kind mingling all the twelve disciples are descending the power of the holy

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true