This is a song about "Dont count me out"

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

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

You dont know about me

Bait baby, wait baby

Can’t you see just how long my run

So dont call me karen,

How do i love thee? let me count the ways.

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

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

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud