This is a song about "Ginger hair"

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

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

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

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

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

No, not on top but down there

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

You a retarded ginger piss me off ill fuck up your shit

Turtle dicks comb my hair

They tryin to say that i don't care