This is a song about "Counting to 20"

And it's actually 5:20, learn to fucking tell the time

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

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

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Counting out the green, but the figures we figured

This a different motor man better go to work

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

I saw a chance to be battlin' a rapper like 4:20 - i had to be!

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

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

I can't escape, forever here to stay to demonstrate my deceit everyday

My time is spent mostly counting green

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Wanting to run away from reality to the abdominal cavity

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see