This is a song about "Counter strik"

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

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

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

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

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

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

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

To your counterattack i just counter it back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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