This is a song about "My axe"

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My words are my rhythm

Tryna find the one

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick