This is a song about "Rifle burst"

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

I’m locking and loading, keeping my weapon to burst,

My head feels like its gonna burst

And for me it's reversed

I'll smoke the herb first, then make your motherfuckin' vocals cords burst.

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

If you ain't about money

Focused light burst like dragon ball z

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Burst through the seams without breaking a sweat,

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

Hadn't killed in so long i was bout to burst

And i been all around the world

Sworn to serve till soul hurt, and his bones burst/