This is a song about "Count"

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

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

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

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

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

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

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

20 racks really thats sneaker money

The way we used to count up to three