This is a song about "Your fake hair"

Man you aren't an mcee man your mock your fake

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Stuff fake hair down the hole that you spoke,

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Your fake, man you mistake

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Dragging you by your bare hair and burying you 6 ft in the ground

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

You fake like money your a counterfeit

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

No medal here, i'm well aware

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair