This is a song about "Thousand thoughts"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Imma tell you this thousand times over

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Just grazin for days on a thousand laughs.

Its all that's consumed my thoughts,

Black fours red drop head doors

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Or closed casket for our troubles

Like a thousand needles

There's like a thousand problems to do

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

If ive told u once i told u a thousand times,