This is a song about "Axe body spray"

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

And my bank account look just like a phone card

I bring the axe down, tell em drop dead, leave em charred

Your words engraved on my body

Now it might sound cocky

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Body after body i just watch them drop

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

The door crack, niggas all black

That's a fact! axe just entered your back!

I've got blazing gats, i'll spray your cap, you know that,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac