This is a song about "Sniper rifle"

As i light one for ill will

Cause she made love to my rifle

Lady at the frank stand will

Twenty inch nail rifle

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

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

All you hear in hippy general’s beef are just rifle shots,

Sit on crates on my porch watching with a loaded rifle,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public