This is a song about "Hair"

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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

They tryin to say that i don't care

He'd rather come his hair.

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Don't you leave a seed in there

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

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

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

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