This is a song about "Dexters hair"

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

She leave her hair in the sink

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

All of the hair from out my hear

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair