This is a song about "0 to 100"

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Simple plans and simple pain, where's my train to fame

Its gone from 5 to 9 0'clock is it time to stop

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

It's gettin chilly, i'm set to 0 degrees, sign your fees,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

100 years ago women couldn't even vote

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot upi'm convinced self-defense is the way

And i'm, up up, and away, so i'm feelin like a man today, though 100 grand to pay