This is a song about "Ginger hair"

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

He'd rather come his hair.

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

They tryin to say that i don't care

Your pullin on my hair