This is a song about "Count"

And verbally swears the count in making

And getting money is the song i sing

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

I count 5 fingers between you and me

When i count to three, you flea

But i think i like that, just maybe

The way we used to count up to three

That's the way, you can move it baby

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

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

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

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound