This is a song about "Counter strike2"

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

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

I wanna die and watch my dark soul fade, leaving the kitchen blade, on the counter,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

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

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

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