This is a song about "Bah bah black sheep"

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Dreamed about how i used to be countin sheep

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Cause she cheap, you soft like sheep

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

I'm the black sheep of the world i got ma feet on ma skull

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Can't win with a passive attack

Top dropped down, black on black

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

Or count sheep while you sleep

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,