This is a song about "Your hair looks shit"

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

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

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Your pullin on my hair

Let me hear that beat, air

Looks are exalted; just don't let your beauty fall.

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Judging rappers when his shit looks like they went through stigmata,

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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