This is a song about "When i was 12 gangster"

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

The date was 3-2-12 when i was notified.

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

And i was about nine when i wrote my first line

It all started few weeks ago when i was lost

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Baby girl my stroke official

Ever since when i was little

When i was young i was told that shit was whack

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

I remember the days when this was beginning

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Home was never sweet when i was there

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track