This is a song about "You pooped yourself"

Too bad you're all alone and a failure you made yourself

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Why you insist on doing this to yourself

And everybody's having sex

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

You sell yourself for better jobs

No one knows yourself better than you

Raised by a momma who, who

Then you ished yourself

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I made it myself

Like when you shot yourself

Give you a black eye and make you pee yourself

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Showing you how to write shyt you cant write yourself

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next