This is a song about "Counter strike2"

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

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

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

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

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

To your counterattack i just counter it back

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck