This is a song about "Two years old"

Thirteen years old and know about the streets, hustler,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

It all started back when i was only 16 years old.

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Because all my fans are around the age of 12 years old

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Ever since there reality touched me at 12 years old/

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Am dope as fuck am 17 years old mc like ice tea

This problem happened two years ago

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Stockyard bards, a hundred thirty two years charred

You shook my world and it felt apart

Guess what? i rhyme ill, i’m fifteen years old

After every show, a dream she hold