This is a song about "Hundred years war"

I been waiting for 10 years

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Dear me, in about ten years

Not king james, these were coke kings

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

So tell me why are we at war.

Summer time, different shore

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Now fast forward a couple years

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Hundred more chicks wanna get sleazy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Let's enjoy our younger years