This is a song about "Asking someone to prom"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

They asking me to be myself

I fucking held your hand to let you say you had someone

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Leave you then find someone to replace.

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

I scream at night for someone to find

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

Forever asking what do i got to do

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I come asking for forgiveness and ur faith to lend

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate

They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid