This is a song about "Count"

The way we used to count up to three

Knowing you can no longer party

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

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

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Or count sheep while you sleep

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

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

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Body count is high, when i grip the mic

The girl give me da head count

I drive that all around