This is a song about "Counter strike go"

I'm gonna strike you with black led,

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

He got hit up that same night

I'll fuck you after i strike

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

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

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

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

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

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

What do i really need

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

I'll strike you like a lightening glow