This is a song about "Count"

The body count is the physical proof

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Look it something they can't ever see

I count 5 fingers between you and me

Cause everytime yall come around

Well, probably, i lost count

But we should be body to body

The way we used to count up to three

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

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

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

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