This is a song about "A thousand years"

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I'm a thousand times more deadlier than you, you a newcomer,

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

8 years years is a lot to go through, but damn,

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though

Like a thousand needles

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Someone once told me that a picture speaks a thousand words

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!

Like a painting on display thousand words no say

Then some lady named billie holiday

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase