This is a song about "Counter stirke"

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

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

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

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

To your counterattack i just counter it back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

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

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

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