This is a song about "Auto sniper"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

The funeral for hip-hop, i'm aiming down the sniper scope,

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

Like it's trifle, my skills are precise like a rifle how a sniper might hold

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

A warrior, a soldier, or a sniper eyeing down line of sight

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride