This is a song about "Hatchet"

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Before i get mad n seek the biggest hatchet u ever seen

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

I wanna grab the hatchet, find me in the casket

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

A buried hatchet that lasted

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

And my man hatchet packs a shed full of axes

All black everthing on some jigga shit

While im sitting here hitting tree like a hatchet

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

"forgive my past tricks?" i won't bury the hatchet,

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Another love song about shit

Or let the mob handle that

We need to put down the hatchet