This is a song about "Drum barrel"

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

As ya look into my barrel,

As i light one for ill will

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

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

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

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

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

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

Little nighas talk they shit but never held up a barrel

Cover of the washington post, solbiato apparel

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I've never kissed a body, so let me kiss a barrel