This is a song about "Hair conditioner"

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

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

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

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

Your pullin on my hair

They tryin to say that i don't care

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

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

Don't you leave a seed in there

Turtle dicks comb my hair