This is a song about "Count fairs"

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

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

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

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

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

How many times i got to say it for it to count?

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

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

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Swear i will murk any beat

Or count sheep while you sleep

So close i could give flip a play

Count doughwork hard all day ever day