This is a song about "One strike"

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Hit you with one strike, knock stars out your stripes 'cause your still what i don't like

And everything to strike withdrew adjuster twirled

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

We can leave before midnight for sure

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

I wanna go on strike on life now,

Will somebody please show me how

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

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Always prepared to strike just waiting for when the times right

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Hit you with one strike, knock stars out your stripes 'cause your still what i don't like

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right