This is a song about "Body hair"

But i still got that flow in my hair,

U got all them drums in there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

And if they did, they didn't care

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

My god come before this bread

All of the hair from out my head

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

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

Season opener, finna be there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair