This is a song about "Ninety ninety nine"

Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

See i ain't the coach, but i make a girl run till she open

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

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

Got that nine yea im faded

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Corduroys, cam will shine

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Rob you on the street with the nine

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine