This is a song about "Geeky sniper"

Right with my bro sniper,

What is hittin' for

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

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

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Evading the sniper dots, as he's tied up in my basement

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce me and lone sniper,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I'm paranoid like someone holds a sniper rifle just waiting,

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

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