This is a song about "A thousand yeara"

Paint a picture of a thousand word scripture,

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

I was bitten by a dog in (two thousand and five)

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

By the water, au revoir to my audience

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

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

In this rap shit i run on foot from coastline to coastline a fuckin' thousand times

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

So why the fuck you want to come at me a thousand times?

Wake up bitch you already sleep a thousand years long

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone