This is a song about "Eleven"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I touched down in 77'. figured out i would not last by the age of eleven.

Writin' rhymes since eleven, values were surely taught,

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Nine eleven cant tell between arabs and indians

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven

I've switched and lived in eleven homes, not by choice, you ain't even know it,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Level eleven, my raps from heaven

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me