[VERSE 1]

When I was 12 years old, yo, I bought this jersey
Happy when I first got it - I don't think you heard me
Made that statement in the past tense 'cause don't you know
The true colours of my jersey would soon come to show
It was a counterfeit - trying to be something it's not
Trying to rep to the fullest and to rock the spot
However, it must not have had all its stitching tied tight
Jersey was falling apart at the seams, and its shit wasn't right
And every time the jersey went and got a little cocky
People would make fun, he'd cry "Please don't mock me!"
Because in all reality the jersey was a little bitch
An import gone wrong who had a quite noticeable twitch
But to everyone's dismay, manufacturers sent it out anyway
If it wasn't illegal, I'd take a lighter - burn its ass any day
But I guess I gotta make do and cope with its existence
As it attempts to be cool with the utmost persistence

[CHORUS]

When I was 12, I had this jersey
Tried to get rid of it for it unnerved me
But the fucker... wouldn't go away
And that's why I've gotta go and write up this song today...

[VERSE 2]

So the jersey wouldn't go away, it just got shittier
Swearing it was nice and that its skills were grittier
Claiming to have this secret new style, new flow
But the new and improved jersey's skills were a no-show
For real though, that jersey reminds me of my past
How I used to be when I was five - awkward, outcast
But I eventually learned how to grow and be the shit
Alas, the same don't apply to jersey - jersey's shit ain't legit
Its tag was made in sweatshops yonder in Singapore
And what that's 100% cotton on the other side for?
Because it's soft like a motherfuck, shrinks in the wash
Stains easy because it's just just another dime-a-dozen cloth
Got shipped over with its brethren although it's defective
Fuck up the whole game its primary directive
That it's done successfully, 'cause its method's fucked up
Let's take a look at jersey's future and I'll tell you what's up

[CHORUS]

When I was 12, I had this jersey
Tried to get rid of it for it unnerved me
But the fucker... wouldn't go away
And that's why I've gotta go and write up this song today...

[VERSE 3]

Every good tale starts and ends, so this better
Jersey eventually hit the real world to make some cheddar
Thought he could rely on his "skills" alone
Too bad those skills existed in his mind alone
Thought he was a stand-alone but that's because the jersey reeked
It had been several years back when it had gone and reached its peak
Now it was cursed to be a reject in a discount store
Overlooked by consumers, trampled, lying on the floor
As time passed, the jersey eventually got put out with the trash
Because no one wanted to exchange that shit for cash
As things would go it would be the bright colour of its body
That would soon get its ass chewed up, torn to shreds by a rottie
This is the fate of that old school throwback
The jersey tried to reclaim it's fame but couldn't go back
Couldn't get its flow back, and the moral of the story
Is that fake ass jerseys will get theirs, so no worries.

[CHORUS]

When I was 12, I had this jersey
Tried to get rid of it for it unnerved me
But the fucker... wouldn't go away
And that's why I've gotta go and write up this song today...