A Special Target

She used to be the sweetest target until I shot her down . . .

Now at night when she cries, it stops as I hold her down . . .

She cries from.. fear of not being my only target worth taken down in the lane...
so now every time I scan them it causes her pain...

In the end she has a lot to gain.

As my 40 out of 40 chick giving me a new name, of Hawkeye.
and you’re my Miss Three Hundred meters so chill...

I save the best for last and all the others I " blast " for you!

As her cries turn into laughs and the weapon goes on safe . . . you can

Wear my Badge on your chest across your heart.. A safe place.