This is a song about "Counter strike go"

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Hiding under your bed waiting for the right time to strike

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Cause i feel its right

I'll fuck you after i strike

December 4th a star was born

Calm down before i strike i warn

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

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Strike you as i brought in a thunderstorm