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

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

And getting money is the song i sing

Got my niggas denying global warming

We vegetables, on them record labels

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Carol city or was it the west

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

Til we strike out, we just hoping we don't strike out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

They're the prey, that's why we take the offensive

Calm down before i strike i warn

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

Hiding under your bed waiting for the right time to strike

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light