This is a song about "Bad hair days"

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Your pullin on my hair

Being a bad man these days is so overrated,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

I said hey, you right there

He'd rather come his hair.

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Just remember that there's brighter days

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

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

Day and night are my 'posites rare

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Everybody put three fingers in the air