This is a song about "100 hundred years"

Keep it 100 never been a fraud

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

Killing these niggas off quick

100 bitches on my dick

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

600 benz, house six hundred grand

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Blazing bright, until the brightness slider slides past hundred

100 below centigrade

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

100 percent put the old to rest

When bret hart meet brett farve

Got like a hundred cars

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

He isn't in his middle teens, his voice sounds like he's hundred