This is a song about "Sheep shaggers"

For the low that nine cheap

Im the wolf in front of you sheep

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

You sleepin countin sheep while im recording to a great beat,

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

We been led astray like cattle mixed with the sheep

Our vision never changed, we self made

Sheep to snake, shaking those two feet to hate

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

The loquacious freak with audacious speech, must be counting sheep