This is a song about "Blonde hair"

All of the hair from out my head

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

I’m a blonde dre, now gimme kanye’s glasses

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

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

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share