This is a song about "Gay hair"

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Your pullin on my hair

Because what you spit is gay,

Yeah ain't that what the song say

You got a baby boy or girl in there

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear