This is a song about "Prove myself"

Tell myself everyday

And let the beat play

To prove what i've got

Bring the keys, oh my god

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Would you be running with crews or have somethin' to prove,

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Relying on myself

The message that i'm urged to prove:

Zero options to choose

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Prove that if you were half as nice

When you know you have something to prove

Its cold as shit in this booth