This is a song about "Hair spray"

I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

I ain't got a damn thing other than my pepper spray

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

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

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

When i get that gun that shit just gonna spray

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

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

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

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

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

A life where we don't need no welfare