This is a song about "Got one"

Y'all think we got diamonds? one percent of our population,

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

I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

I just wanna have an exhilerating purpose, i think i got one

I got a death wish and no one to outlive

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

We've got one foot on the ground and we've got one foot in the grave

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I've got ninety-nine problems but a glitch ain't one

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free