This is a song about "Being 11"

Damn now im being labeled as a hater

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Fuck being an architect and kissing ass,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Despite my life being' unavailable

I got rich from a little struggle

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

All the times being pinned up against the wall

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Sentenced the public to being a peasant,