This is a song about "Hair dye"

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

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

That's boa, see that's my set

All of the hair from out my head

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

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

All of the hair from out my hear

Yellow diamonds in my ear

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

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

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

He'd rather come his hair.

Right, now you say you don't care