This is a song about "Hair dressing"

Acting like a god. dressing up so elegant

See all i ever wanna do is be relevant

She uses my nut like salad dressing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Believing the screens or anything there

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

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

No, no, we are not those

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

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

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

They tryin to say that i don't care

Yeah i like that long hair,

Let me hear that beat, air

Turtle dicks comb my hair