This is a song about "Bred 11s"

Cuz i'm pure bred and you a mixed breed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Its bred to dismember personalities

My monsters were bred by the reasons

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

I was bred to get it in...your poon

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

I was bred to get it in, no spoon

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

You fucking lab rabbits

Bred differently than these maggots/