This is a song about "Sas traind sniper"

A sniper-rifleman , 2 shots your in the sky,

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

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

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

The world's in my own view, fuck the lone sniper

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

In the sniper i'm sighing, i'm crying why is my luck

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Its sniper and bf gang thinking wise,

My visions tainted,the hieroglyphics of a sniper

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

That damier bag i bought her

Right with my bro sniper,