This is a song about "Hair dye"

Like the red you use to dye

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Hair saturating, decaying. stake making, baby laying,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

But i still got that flow in my hair,

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

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

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

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

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