This is a song about "Dyed hair"

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

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

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

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Turtle dicks comb my hair

All of the hair from out my head

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

And got her room number, you can find me there

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there