This is a song about "Countdown"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

Ya whats my future hold/

Hand to hand in the cold

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

Every night after ten

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

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

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