This is a song about "Body hair"

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

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

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

They're tryin to say that i don't care

For 9 years in spain had the time share

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

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

But i still got that flow in my hair,

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

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

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

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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