This is a song about "Counter terrorists"

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Felt adventurous, sent you petulant menaces to the center of executive terrorists

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

To your counterattack i just counter it back

Stereotypes call them terrorists, always got a scheme

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I got terrorists writing citing me as a reference

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

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

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

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut