This is a song about "Inazuma eleven"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

And this is only the second of eleven mics i'm wreckin' per second

The instant anybody disses eleven fierce rhyme missiles follow

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

Writin' rhymes since eleven, values were surely taught,

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Another eleven to lessen my vision, inverted ceiling.

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.

Nine eleven cant tell between arabs and indians

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Level eleven, my raps from heaven