This is a song about "Need a hair cut"

One parent above, the other live scared

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

The real muscle in the message of that

Blind in the ditch, this aint a hair salon? oh shit

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

So ima end it this shit with a cut god excuse this

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Keep my grass cut/ so i can always find a snake