This is a song about "Count"

Count on myself like a castaway

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Can't even count, how many times i prayed for his help,

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Or count sheep while you sleep

I need to beat

Everytime you come around

The girl give me da head count

Seeing as i can full mount your bitch too many times to count

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Cause everytime you come around

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

The way we used to count up to three

And verbally swears the count in making

I got my wife, so fuck the ring