This is a song about "Hair brush"

When will all this weight on my shoulders brush off?

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

From out of nowhere

He'd rather come his hair.

Yeah i like that long hair,

Throw your money in the air

Brush my teeth and comb my fucking chin hairs

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Your pullin on my hair

And if they did, they didn't care