This is a song about "Hair clips"

You appear as if you care

Your pullin on my hair

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

With gats, extra mags and clips

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

U got all them drums in there

Yeah i like that long hair,

And now i walk around without a care

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

This private property posted so i'm bussin clips

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Believing the screens or anything there