This is a song about "100 mile house"

100 percent on everything and on my team

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

I come back 100 percent, full effect

Carol city or was it the west

Thought he had duffer brain of a mile

They say i don't never smile

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

I make forty-some dollars a day

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

A mile wide, smile while i vent

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

Alright i'm at the house.

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile