This is a song about "Counting money"

Counting seconds, no second chances i don't have time to spend

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

The loquacious freak with audacious speech, must be counting sheep

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

You fall asleep a sleep so deep you're just counting sheep

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Counting out the green, but the figures we figured

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house