This is a song about "September 11 2001"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

On 9/11 i made them towers fall on em

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Remember last september when you last surrendered to a chicken piece?

Tell them niggas we coming

I'm 11,i love to dance and sing

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street