This is a song about "Love to my cobain"

I begin to gloat, explain my love in a quote

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Lady at the frank stand will

Cause she made love to my rifle

I love to pull out my gun

After the club, gettin you open

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

And to all my people struggling out there this is for yall, one love

You're still my bro that i love, got to take ya to school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Will somebody please show me how

..shootin for the top im kurt cobain now,

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

A test or/ audition to prove my love to you/