This is a song about "Fuzzy hair"

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Hey, you right there

Your pullin on my hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

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

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Big homie hov said i am close

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.