This is a song about "20 percent cooler"

And most our fuckin' wealth is in a percent of the population,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

Who you know that spits it better than ninety percent of veterans

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

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

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Set precedents for giving a hundred percent/

That one percent should be fucking sued

Banging out niggas with attitude

Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut