This is a song about "Dying hair"

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Yeah i like that long hair,

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Says money in the air

Your pullin on my hair

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair