This is a song about "Black hair"

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

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

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

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

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

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Top dropped down, black on black

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

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.