This is a song about "Auto rifle"

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Set in store through each sore formed by this semi-auto repeater

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

I'm paranoid like someone holds a sniper rifle just waiting,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I am the grand in grand theft auto street

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Watching for the cops that's moving through