This is a song about "Hair gel"

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

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

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

He'd rather come his hair.