This is a song about "One hundred"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Hundred more chicks wanna get sleazy

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Set precedents for giving a hundred percent/

He isn't in his middle teens, his voice sounds like he's hundred

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Blazing bright, until the brightness slider slides past hundred

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

Picture a hundred atheists holdin bibles at churches

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

A few hundred dollars and some reviewed proverbs