This is a song about "Bad hair"

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

You already know you're dead

All of the hair from out my head

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

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

He'd rather come his hair.

They be like where

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Let me hear that beat, air

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

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there