This is a song about "Your hair line"

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

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

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

I punch you several time and use your blood to paint a line

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Just clippin' your hair and screenin' all air. oh hell yeah,that's crazy.

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Loony bottom line your a rhyme taker