This is a song about "Sex love and money"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

I'm on deck i'm up next

And in love with her, lets have sex

Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Music is done without love but is done for the money

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz