This is a song about "Messy hair"

And all women who had light features, see

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

I said hey, you right there

Your pullin on my hair

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

If he don't give me my girl things could get messy

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere