This is a song about "Hair on necks"

It's how we put it there

Yeah i like that long hair,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

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

Did give you a good scare raised the hair on the back of your neck bitch beware,

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

With a rope, hung up by their necks, they choke,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I don't ever wannaa be the one that'll break yo necks

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

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

I finally cumm its in her hair and on her thumb, she glances at me and says lets make another run,

You are my villain shit to be say like a word like a boy like who are in a girls prison

He'd rather come his hair.

They're tryin to say that i don't care