This is a song about "September eleventh"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

June to september was the period of the flood

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

August and september, and by the start of october

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

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

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

But in september you took your life once and for all

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I treat you like september and i'll make your ass fall bitch

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

September 2nd will go down in history