This is a song about "Page 11"

Steaming enraged, unleashing my rage, released on the page,

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Number of victims run off the page/

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

At 12am everynight i expect to get a text or page

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

There is no sunshine on this page

You redundant, you never ever change

Spit rhyme after rhyme, i'm flying off the page

When i pull up in that candy range

You promise that's change

Down on the page, laced with rage,

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

"this song makes me feel good inside" - evlin facebook page

And don't throw words from a dictionary's first page.

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge