This is a song about "An archer"

Its an imagination

Or babies they raisin

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Killa never let the drama slide

Anorexics an apatite

Felling an enemy

I reel them in, goadomes on see

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Just an alert of an amber

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

I think one is an orphan. and one had an abortion

Only concern was the home that was close to him