This is a song about "Cutting hair"

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

He'd rather come his hair.

From out of nowhere

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

My god come before this bread

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

Why not me the same thing

Your pullin on my hair

U got all them drums in there