This is a song about "Count f monte cristo"

I just might throw a big amount

Well, probably, i lost count

Cause they right down the street

Or count sheep while you sleep

The girl give me da head count

Walking on the ground

The body count is the physical proof

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops