This is a song about "Counter strike"

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

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Halfback toss to right

Blinding light/defining strike

Always found common ground when i was the one they could strike...

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Hiding under your bed waiting for the right time to strike

You never play with young boys cause they never private

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

So the ones eye has freak don't run

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay