This is a song about "Hair linea"

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

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

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

Another 5, eli won't even be there

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

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

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Kick back and know yo son set

All of the hair from out my head

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

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

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

And now i walk around without a care

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

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there