This is a song about "Alright 100"

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

You gotta make sure you aim right

Knowing that i rhyme just to feel alright,

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Yeah we rhymin' tight, nigga we alright,

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

I think everything gone be alright

100 dollar worth of strong

Heh, if the autotune's gone

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

I told you everything is gonna be alright

When people started missing alright

You got to have your game tight

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type