This is a song about "Hair linea"

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

No, no, we are not those

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

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

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Everybody put three fingers in the air

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

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Hey, you right there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

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

And please never disrespect my set

All of the hair from out my head