We’ve all heard of people saying their mix-tapes are lit.
Well I’m here to raise the bar as I shoot fire and shit.

A lyrical genius The Count has no equal…
Deliciously sinister his rhymes made of fecal.

From the powerful short shits to the epic brown dumps…
Nothing has been so popular since 90’s Nike pumps.

So take a seat and sit back in awe…
As The Count takes you on a trip made of brown lore…

…TO BE CONTINPOOED!