This is a song about "Rifle"

Lady at the frank stand will

Twenty inch nail rifle

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Like it's trifle, my skills are precise like a rifle how a sniper might hold

Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold

Take you down like a mongolian with a sniper rifle,

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Y'all know the cycle, i wrote it psycho, lyrics like a loaded rifle,

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

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

All you hear in hippy general’s beef are just rifle shots,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops