This is a song about "Hair gel"

Don't you leave a seed in there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

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

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

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

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

And got her room number, you can find me there

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair