This is a song about "Count"

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

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

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Count on myself like a castaway

The girl give me da head count

Can't seem to find a solid ground

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

I'm piling up these letters too high for me to count

Or count sheep while you sleep

I pray the lord my guns to keep