This is a song about "Rifle burst"

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

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Cause she made love to my rifle

As i light one for ill will

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

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

Twenty inch nail rifle

Lady at the frank stand will

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

My head feels like its gonna burst

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

Look, cole world, still a cold world

Quotes from wikipedia? hate to burst your bubble,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,