This is a song about "Hair ties"

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

He'd rather come his hair.

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Severing ties from those i despise, i can barely suffice.

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

They way they say that up to have the poor oppressed, sever ties,

I got two bitches they both wear bow ties

I need a backyard full court size

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Please, just peep the crystal method where

And we all right, and we law fight, shit's overturned, and i'm tossin' rice,

Is the image of the insane, subliminal ties, to stabilize our minds,

Deathly ties , wicked lies , the hallucination of demonic sides.

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

And if they did, they didn't care

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,