This is a song about "Fake hair"

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

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

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

They fasting they won't leave me ate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

My balance be so tight rope

Stuff fake hair down the hole that you spoke,

Yeah i like that long hair,

Don't you leave a seed in there