This is a song about "Barrel"

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

I got even more starin down the barrel of a gun

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Guns so big my barrel is a double muzzle

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Every barrel verily feral, i maul shit, cold blooded when i cull it

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson