This is a song about "Cutting hair"

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

But he don't rule a thing

Your pullin on my hair

Right, now you say you don't care

Cutting class for the pool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Got the blacksmith cutting me some axes,

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Believing the screens or anything there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair