This is a song about "Hair gel"

Everybody put three fingers in the air

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

You got a baby boy or girl in there

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

You appear as if you care

He'd rather come his hair.

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Turtle dicks comb my hair

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Shows to do, got record to sell

Odor absorbing gel

Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair

I mean me is there, but it's like three there