This is a song about "Cutting off my hair"

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

You already know you're dead

All of the hair from out my head

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,

Say your prayers, best prepare for despair, sticking off ya every single hair

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

All of the hair from out my head

And truthfully girl you really make my day

Yes my hair might be blue on monday