This is a song about "Count"

And now that i’m getting money

When i count to three, you flea

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

We vegetables, on them record labels

Body count is high, when i grip the mic

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

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

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Jaw don't work no more, can you count?

I drive that all around