This is a song about "11 times yet you missed"

I really remember and miss all those times

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

And slid back north of course to pen more

What you missed on so make it quick cause for

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

You missed it and we flipped it already

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

At times i petrify jerusalem's click

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

But he you ain't smoked yet

One day a bed

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Then there are times when you just wanna give up/

I know you don't understand me yet

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck