This is a song about "Counter strke"

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

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

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

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

To your counterattack i just counter it back

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

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

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary