This is a song about "100 years war"

Will i ever win the war

Keep coming back for more

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

100 percent put the old to rest

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

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

And my weed man should just sell flutes

The holy war, the spiritual troops

So tell me why are we at war.

She leave her hair on the floor

Even if it took me years

Back with a vengeance

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

Keep it 100 never been a fraud