This is a song about "Cpunter strike"

Always prepared to strike just waiting for when the times right

I make a way for my people to see the light

But most times darling the sequel sucks

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

I beg for them to strike back and eat these people,

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Til we strike out, we just hoping we don't strike out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

And everything to strike withdrew adjuster twirled

Left side, left side

Blinding light/defining strike