This is a song about "Cizzle one hundred"

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

One hundred percent condensed, now i don't feel possessed

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

A few hundred dollars and some reviewed proverbs

My rap battle win percentage is at a hundred

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

Picture me lettin this chump survive

I'll say the fword over a hundred times

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never