This is a song about "Tunning"

Life is blowin' in the wind, words of a clever poet,

But the barrel doesn't capture the moment

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

To see her pretty little face bruised and black

Ya clumsy, stubbin toes runnin from the barrel of my snub nose shotty

I guaranteed to have my day, the only thing i cant controll of my body,