This is a song about "Retro 11"

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Another victim dissin the towel head/

Combo's lyrically thrown at any hostile

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

But seemingly believe it though

Roaming the streets wearing retro

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And just so you know,9/11 wasnt a coincidence

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

When i was 11 got the toolie thick