This is a song about "Your bad hair"

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Did give you a good scare raised the hair on the back of your neck bitch beware,

I know what you do with that

Your hairstyle is bad, and i hate it

Hoes i need a condom for my toast

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

Bad investments you might lose your wealth

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

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

Back in the motherfuckin bay

If your having a bad day

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare