This is a song about "1k views"

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Trying to reach 10,000 views on youtube

Somethin' to prove, that you would disapprove with views,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Crazy how shit always seems to happen just to get views

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I see the world through different views, my crop pick,

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Stick to my views but i don't hold dominion,

Playing my blues, while the hypocrites debatin' my views,

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

You criticize my views too, it's the truth, my flow,