This is a song about "Kitty hair"

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Park my plane right there

Your pullin on my hair

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

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

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Says money in the air

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

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