This is a song about "6 hair cutting objectives"

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

Your friends say, why we not together yet

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

Got the blacksmith cutting me some axes,

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

Game over: had her shopping in milan

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

When the people in power got some reckless objectives

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Dragging you by your bare hair and burying you 6 ft in the ground

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound