This is a song about "Bad hair line"

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

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

A life where we don't need no welfare

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

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Right, now you say you don't care

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

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

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

Everybody put three fingers in the air

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere