This is a song about "Kais hair"

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

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

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

We love for a while then a light goes

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

He'd rather come his hair.

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

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

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

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

And please never disrespect my set

All of the hair from out my head