This is a song about "Oliver archer"

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

I slice the track in two, like my words are a ninja sword

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Victory is within my grasp, arrow to your throat i'm there 'till you take that last gasp

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I used over and over swinging my sword as blood spills,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

I'll hit you with the five deadly sins and then a ninja sword,

Take you down like a mongolian with a sniper rifle,

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,