This is a song about "100 percent lies"

100 dollar worth of strong

We at the top where we belong

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

That one percent should be fucking sued

Others hide behind lies

Started off on thin ice

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

When all the upper middle class families are ten percent,

Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Continue the trend, time well spent making this bitch a percent,

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

You are 100% in to snuff

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

We are ninety-nine against the one percent