This is a song about "Conter strike"

And everything to strike withdrew adjuster twirled

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

And getting money is the song i sing

In my head set back ready to strike im pouncing,

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

I'll fuck you after i strike

Babyits whatever you like

I beg for them to strike back and eat these people,

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

I'll strike you like a lightening glow

This summer gone be mine though