This is a song about "King sniper"

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

Them people, they talking

Y'know i am the king

Make room for the groom married to his music

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

Take you down like a mongolian with a sniper rifle,

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

Since we not even talking

I'm feelin like a king,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

My visions tainted,the hieroglyphics of a sniper

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

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe