This is a song about "20 percent cooler"

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

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

Shit can't be stopped,my rap is one hundred percent dope

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

A crony capitalist corporate lobbyist champion of the 1 percent,

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

100 percent on everything and on my team

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

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

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