This is a song about "100 bud"

Looking mad lazy with the bud near my ear,

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

I was exceeding while you were smoking the bud,

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

You are 100% in to snuff

Pocket racked up all big faces

We running that show all around the globe

100 years ago women couldn't even vote

I come back 100 percent, full effect

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

//got a little smoked out, this is for the bud

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young