This is a song about "Counting"

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

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

And my wish is to have everything

So i sit counting syllables counting syllables

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

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Counting on my powers, showers, #i #drop like bausch and lomb

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Counting out you aint amounting nowt so please fuck off now leave outta the door