This is a song about "Hair brush"

And if they did, they didn't care

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

That scary love, never get married love

Brush for knife, blood for paint, making you my new canvas

For 9 years in spain had the time share

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

But it's still cool just to dream man because

When will all this weight on my shoulders brush off?

They be like where

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

And got her room number, you can find me there

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

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there