This is a song about "Body count"

America's most wanted like chi ali

Shoot bullets right through ya body

Body count is high, when i grip the mic

Listening to aston martin music music

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

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

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

I kill cereal and spout my skills like i'm the count

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Every second flow to countdown, i never miss a count,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

The body count is the physical proof

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.