This is a song about "Counter terrorists fags"

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

To your counterattack i just counter it back

Stereotypes call them terrorists, always got a scheme

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

I got terrorists writing citing me as a reference

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

- killers lunge with an attack but i can counter well

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I got terrorists writing citing me as a reference

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job