This is a song about "Ninety nine"

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

It's the way it's design, i've been funny since i was nine

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

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

In my hand theres a nine

Welcome to organized crime

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Bring the battering ram where you live

I find dimes like nine - five

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

Corduroys, cam will shine