This is a song about "Boys with long hair"

Long prequel with me, but that's all history

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I stay short with my boys, kick facts an murder this beat with some sick raps,

1:06 // verse 1: girl with the long hair, i wrote you a song prayer

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

Having to put up with bullshit all day long

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints