This is a song about "Clean hair"

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

They was always ready and always clean

I'm rap like you simple and clean

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Park my plane right there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

He'd rather come his hair.

From out of nowhere

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean