This is a song about "Hair legs"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

We share, don't wanna, cool i break, your breast, thighs, legs,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

And got her room number, you can find me there

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

He's scared to get lost in the gap between your legs

Turtle dicks comb my hair

I said hey, you right there

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Tire marks, tire marks

Minus your head legs arms