This is a song about "Bad hair line"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Your pullin on my hair

Park my plane right there

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

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

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

And if they did, they didn't care

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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