This is a song about "Drum barrel"

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

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

As ya look into my barrel,

As i light one for ill will

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Girl listen, trying to position

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Words shooting out the barrel faster than excalibur slashes

Suckin on the barrel of my semi automatic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick