This is a song about "Heroic strike"

Calm down before i strike i warn

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Always found common ground when i was the one they could strike...

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

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

Psych! already tried before, that phone call equals a fueled strike/

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

You could strike lottery, with a hammer harder than metal pottery

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Hiding under your bed waiting for the right time to strike

They on my ass like a center make them take a hike