This is a song about "An archer"

Just an alert of an amber

Took the van, went snatch her

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

She ain't got a man

Showin of your ass an

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

I write rhymes an you know that i don’t need an excuse,

I said i got my ass beat

An immortal technique