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

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Or the corner pub, and lift the whole liquor counter up

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well