This is a song about "Body count"

She say she fucking with me the long way

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

I'm piling up these letters too high for me to count

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

It dont say it doesnt count if you recite it in bars

Jaw don't work no more, can you count?

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Or count sheep while you sleep

Now it's time to eat

Walk that body, talk that body

The way we used to count up to three

Can't seem to find a solid ground

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count.

Start piling up the body count, man im the blood thirsty count,

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around