This is a song about "Machete"

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

I am a rapper whose words stab like a machete show!

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Readily i machete these steadily falling losers.

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

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Got a heavy temper, steady but let the machete sever my nemesis

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I'll slaughter each and every foe, sharp like machete blows,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Machete to your face, jason

Cold world no blanket son