This is a song about "One strike"

Busy raising babies and living on tour

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

But most times darling the sequel sucks

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

One day i might strike ya ass when i blow the fuse,

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Their gonna be like

I'll fuck you after i strike

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

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Always prepared to strike just waiting for when the times right

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Strike you as i brought in a thunderstorm