This is a song about "Hair lines"

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

But i still got that flow in my hair,

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

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

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

Be yourself, just show me you're real

All of the hair from out my hear

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

And now i walk around without a care

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair