This is a song about "Pulling hair"

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Cuz i'm pulling skirts up exposing you ladies,

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Believing the screens or anything there

Ain't no women at the shows

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

And with these thoughts i feel the goodness slowly pulling away.

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

You got a baby boy or girl in there

With rain pouring down her already wet hair