This is a song about "Counter strike"

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

I'm gonna strike you with black led,

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

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

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

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

Strike you as i brought in a thunderstorm

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

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

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

Strike quickly and fast, heavy like boulders/

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years