This is a song about "Year 11"

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

12 months = a year, a chance to live a life

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Haters beware, i can see clear

Going to east nexy year

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

I been sober a fuckin' year

The year is twenty-ten and i need a saw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law