This is a song about "Hair spray"

Turtle dicks comb my hair

We both grown and i dont care

Now get up out the store 'fore the g's let it spray

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

We just went there

He'd rather come his hair.

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

And now i walk around without a care

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

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