This is a song about "Counting money"

Facing all this drama when mama's just a little girl

Try counting sheep little girl, yull become dizzy heads in a swirl

So i sit counting syllables counting syllables

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

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

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

You better keep counting them one by one

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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