This is a song about "Counter"

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Pick the knife up off the counter and make the first slice/

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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

I'll buy the whole bar, lean on the counter, all my niggas trip

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I wanna die and watch my dark soul fade, leaving the kitchen blade, on the counter,

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

If i can leave this place, and just get away

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay