This is a song about "Dont count me out"

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

I'm piling up these letters too high for me to count

But dont go in raw

Dont make me tomahawk ya,

Girls fast how jamaicans run

So dont call me karen,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

3 if you count my sin, because it envelops me

Life mapped out time to buckle in and count down from ten

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Know i just call it head phone

Dont let me into my zone

Dont love, just hate on me

Fuck that now trying get the money