This is a song about "9 thousand"

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

By the water, au revoir to my audience

On the slow jam of love

Like a thousand needles

Imma tell you this thousand times over

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Paint a thousand pictures with a photograph/ that's existential/

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Shits so fire its a one thousand degrees

My bitches brighter always saying lights please