This is a song about "Counter strike"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

I wanna go on strike on life now,

Will somebody please show me how

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Strike quickly and fast, heavy like boulders/

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Calm down before i strike i warn

See i can put down the pipe

Blinding light/defining strike

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free