This is a song about "Hair brushes"

And now i walk around without a care

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

We just went there

Your pullin on my hair

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

Park my plane right there

He'd rather come his hair.

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

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

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

All of the hair from out my head

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,