This is a song about "American sniper"

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Omo niaja get em' higher

And if you're a sniper

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

Bullets been fired at ma face, while i'm standing still wishing to kill the sniper/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And bijies like im out and

Guest spot on american bandstand

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come