This is a song about "Protcting yourself"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

When you don't fuckin' suck yourself,

I think you and your friends

Told to just be yourself

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Go get yourself a pencil

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Of yourself now everyone just

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

So, just tell me something about yourself

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

For a fact, you might lose yourself

Why you insist on doing this to yourself

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Your better off shootin yourself

Monday through monday we be cashing checks