This is a song about "Ten percent plan"

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Continue the trend, time well spent making this bitch a percent,

I'll never call you bitch again

Every night after ten

Both: this the perfect plan

I put that shit on my man

Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Still the man with the pan

Seekin top thats the plan.

It's just my master plan.

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Uhh, its the ten hack commandments

Let's have a toast for this new love

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Knowing he could score a ten out of ten,