This is a song about "Hair"

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

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

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

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Hey, you right there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Your pullin on my hair

Might as well prepare

Yeah i like that long hair,

From out of nowhere

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair