This is a song about "Counter strikes"

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

You already have two strikes, i'm your third one, your out bitches

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

He strikes a matchstick to ignite his plastic dolly for sex

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

The light strikes the ground and opens a fissure