This is a song about "Count"

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

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

The girl give me da head count

I drive that all around

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

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

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

The way we used to count up to three

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count.

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

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

Can't even count, how many times i prayed for his help,