This is a song about "Hatchet"

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

So if they better than the kid

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

We need to put down the hatchet

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

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I wanna grab the hatchet, find me in the casket

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

And my man hatchet packs a shed full of axes

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

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

Well, i can handle that

A buried hatchet that lasted

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

While im sitting here hitting tree like a hatchet