This is a song about "Need a hair cut"

I'll cut off one ball, leave you with a uneven sack.

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Her hair, now she bitching, calling me a bitch and

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Look at her hair accuse her of bein a lesbian, she says hell naw i just like the hair style,

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Cut some slack leave the gun rack this is a fun track

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

But u cut me like a paper cut this time im had enough/

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I come with aggression cut you as deep as a c section