This is a song about "Counter strike global offecive"

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

I lost my connection with my woman

To your counterattack i just counter it back

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

Blinding light/defining strike

And what ya cook like

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

Right side, right side

I'll fuck you after i strike

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury