This is a song about "Dade county"

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

I kill cereal and spout my skills like i'm the count

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

And verbally swears the count in making

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Start piling up the body count, man im the blood thirsty count,

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

From the ontario province,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

It dont say it doesnt count if you recite it in bars

Cause everytime you come around

We revolve towns burning them down.

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

The body count is the physical proof