This is a song about "Body count"

I drive that all around

Well, probably, i lost count

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

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

Im throwin' shots to yo body

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

And verbally swears the count in making

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Taking ten thousand tragedies- boy i can't even count

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

I say what my mind speak

Or count sheep while you sleep