This is a song about "Don t count on me"

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

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

But i apologize for not walking you around

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.