This is a song about "Lost n found"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I found an escape (x2)

N d struggles already lost at battle gate/

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

But i found none, so i decided to veer n rap about amir/

And it's impossible to be lost when you never were found,

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

I should've found out a sooner

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

White with a badge or anyone

I found myself a reason