This is a song about "Hair brushes"

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

All of the hair from out my head

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

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

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair,

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Your pullin on my hair

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air