This is a song about "Counter strke"

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

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

She can only take so much more than her heart got

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

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

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

To your counterattack i just counter it back

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle