This is a song about "Being blonde"

I'm a slave to my own rage, no blonde in this world is safe.

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

No wonder why when times get hard

Cuz you both white and blonde?

Or was i just a desolate being

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Vice versa, eyes blue and hair blonde from the meth i did,

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Took the form of a human being

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Couple grand when i rock the night

With a blonde bride, tied the knot inside

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Ho ho ho. it's santa claus. at a brothel with a blonde bitch between his paws.