This is a song about "Hair line"

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

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

So while you worry about the hoes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

You appear as if you care

Your pullin on my hair

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

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

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

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

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Can you faggots keep up line for line

I spit murder, every bar is a crime