This is a song about "Awp counter strike global offensive"

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Blinding light/defining strike

That's how we make it right

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Got my niggas denying global warming

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

On whole new level of offensive,

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure