This is a song about "Moving to year eleven"

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Keep it moving with the pine, yeah its my time to shine

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Yet to be moving like a 2 year old

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Moving to mars, i am, cause i already dominated earth/

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

I do this day to day year by year its a life style

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Tryin' to find a way out of the ghetto, searching, moving, climbin',

But for long time i had gone cold

You was to young a 18 year old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old