This is a song about "Hundred years war"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Just made like a hundred grand

Cause i got the burner in the hand

So here i am at the store for some chips

Let's enjoy our younger years

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Blazing bright, until the brightness slider slides past hundred

Got like a hundred cars

You pull up in parking lots

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Even if it took me years

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

My rap battle win percentage is at a hundred

Hundred more chicks wanna get sleazy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see