This is a song about "Bad hair"

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Is not far from white girls with big bread

All of the hair from out my head

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

He'd rather come his hair.

Woah there, woah there

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.