This is a song about "111"

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Trying to get me hammered, or what not

Cause i know with hard work, i can do it all

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Party & study, best believe that i'll stand tall

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

They say what i do now, defines my life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Ima do me, fuck my haters, and you do you!

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Do i choose fun now? or do i choose fun later?

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

Then you look like a fucking fool