This is a song about "Ingrown hair"

Everybody put three fingers in the air

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

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

All of the hair from out my head

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

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

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Season opener, finna be there

Your pullin on my hair

Let me hear that beat, air