This is a song about "Oliver archer"

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

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

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

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

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Check my criminal record, i'll pull out my fencing sword

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

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

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

I pull up, stick the sword in your gut

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what