This is a song about "Almost to 1k followers"

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

We had an arguement and to be honest, she almost had me.

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,

Almost lose control, lost sanity

They say nothings ever free

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Almost nobody does a job to prevent

Almost kill and robbed from malice.

All we need is convienient love

It has to be said i was headin' to bed but almost automatically

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty