This is a song about "Killer yourself"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Your better off shootin yourself

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself

After lebron, i'm what's next

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I have no killer degree, cause

We just looking in the mirror

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

She ain't know i was a killer

She say i make her shiver