that barber struggle is real bruh...i once switched shops and now i dont even walk on the same block as my old barber i cross the street and shyt soon as i hit the block

nikka seen me one day and said
him = "you get ya cuts up the block now?"
me = "nah im coming back this week"
him =
once a barber pushed my line back
and i spent the whole week tryna trick myself into thinking it was a good shape up
nikka sitting there like "its not so bad... its just the way my head is"

knowing deep down i look like a fool son just fukked up