This is a song about "Counter strike global offense"

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Im on the defending area and ur offense screwed

To take this as on offense, don't say i'm dissin', in fact,

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

* originally appeared on the "still smokin': chronic 2000" compilation

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

No offense, don't assume people will clap

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I got plans tonight

Blinding light/defining strike

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

You lowered ur guard in-spite of offense