This is a song about "April 11"

I do the right thing

I'm 11,i love to dance and sing

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

The 1st, the 16th of april, october and 10:55 of december

11. there's still a little part of me that needs to prove,

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

And just so you know,9/11 wasnt a coincidence

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

All you wanna do is get that stick