This is a song about "Strike"

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

Me and my microphone could be one

And i ain't got what it takes

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

Strike quickly and fast, heavy like boulders/

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

I'll fuck you after i strike

Not only had the fiend died

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Strike you as i brought in a thunderstorm

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

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

I wanna go on strike on life now,

Will somebody please show me how