This is a song about "Percent"

And people call me a user, but i want you

Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

A crony capitalist corporate lobbyist champion of the 1 percent,

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Y'all think we got diamonds? one percent of our population,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Except that you wrote 90 percent of it.

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

But rather than singing non praise the dude

That one percent should be fucking sued

When all the upper middle class families are ten percent,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest