This is a song about "Girls"

They slowly showin they colors

But got love for them girls

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Im sayin one night my love is like that

These girls be so crazy,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.