This is a song about "Counter"

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

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

I got counter punchlines like the left of cassius clay

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

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

To your counterattack i just counter it back

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

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,

Im a visionary ya shit counter revolutionary

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury