This is a song about "Counter stirke"

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

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

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

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

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

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

To your counterattack i just counter it back