This is a song about "6 hair cutting objectives"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

When i'm cutting up the pieces of the skin like a barber,

Settin different assets, objectives, change your bad decisions,

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

Park my plane right there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Got the blacksmith cutting me some axes,

I'm cutting off your fun

There are times when you'll need someone

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check