This is a song about "Count"

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

She say all men treat her wrong way

And verbally swears the count in making

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

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

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

I count 5 fingers between you and me

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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

Seeing as i can full mount your bitch too many times to count

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Count on myself like a castaway

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