This is a song about "6 hair cutting objectives"

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

And this will be the song that we sing

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

He'd rather come his hair.

And if they did, they didn't care

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Don't you leave a seed in there

Settin different assets, objectives, change your bad decisions,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since