This is a song about "Count"

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

When i count to three, you flea

Well, probably, i lost count

I drive that all around

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

I kill cereal and spout my skills like i'm the count

But i apologize for not walking you around

I'm piling up these letters too high for me to count

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

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

The body count is the physical proof

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news