This is a song about "Countin money"

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

You sleepin countin sheep while im recording to a great beat,

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Countin' whom i despise, humans consume with lies

On they twitter writing novels, see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

But i'm still countin' leu like my name, a spatula,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

To legitimize the prize money

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey