This is a song about "100 subscribers"

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

I come back 100 percent, full effect

And i just bounded past so many rappers, 100 that i counted

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I don't spit nothing but 100% real shit.

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

My lyrics will be getting a 100% rate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

100 years ago women couldn't even vote

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Talkin texas 100 im talking av summers are deafnetly warmer

Will sustain about a 100 albums of rap tracks

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags