This is a song about "Counter stirke"

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

To your counterattack i just counter it back

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

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