This is a song about "Machete"

And let me bust back to them niggas till they cold and sweaty

Rhyming steady as i slice yoir bitch open with my machete,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Heavy burden ready with a lengthy machete versing the worthless

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I couldn't give a fuck i chop like a machete

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Vegetation getting thick ima pull out my machete

Just let them know you're like machete blows, got macs packin',

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Checked for my machete yeah i got this opened the door guess what saw shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

My machete to you give it a handshake

Let em marinate, you forever late