This is a song about "100 percent lies"

Rollin' down the four o five

Wussup with all these lies?

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Emitted amidst uplifted insistent percent of inventive intentions

A crony capitalist corporate lobbyist champion of the 1 percent,

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Set precedents for giving a hundred percent/

I have sins so my pants never had lent

Others hide behind lies

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Except that you wrote 90 percent of it.

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

South an north hemispheres are lies

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