This is a song about "Counter strike global offencice"

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

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Psych! already tried before, that phone call equals a fueled strike/

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

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

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