This is a song about "Count"

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

The girl give me da head count

My niggas clownbring a pound

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Seeing as i can full mount your bitch too many times to count

But i ain't get to see you today

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Count on myself like a castaway

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

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

I'mma catch you next time around

Well, probably, i lost count

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

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money