This is a song about "Christian sniper"

Right with my bro sniper,

That damier bag i bought her

Or closed casket for our troubles

I’ve got christian morals,

Don't call this an attack, in honesty, i'm a christian,

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

My visions tainted,the hieroglyphics of a sniper

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

But im christian so logically

I just want somebody i can see

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Believe in a christian society,

Christian it'll take more than confessing to stop this sinning

No commentary my man, i come out swinging