This is a song about "Five percent"

Every day from 9 to five

They getting nice, they got some ice

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Set precedents for giving a hundred percent/

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Girl back up and give a high five

Bars change a nigga life

Yo....you know i'm five seven/

Straight lane kiffen them

Chill son, five more minutes

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Now i was born by the river in a little tent

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