This is a song about "Thousand years"

Even after many years

She likes the way it hits her lips

50, thousand volts you're gunna save for later.

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

From an african american stance

Just grazin for days on a thousand laughs.

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Imma tell you this thousand times over

Wake up bitch you already sleep a thousand years long

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

And men'll chase love

Like a thousand needles

For a thousand years, the battle has been waged

She dealing with killa so you love her taste