This is a song about "Leg hair"

A life where we don't need no welfare

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Or a arm leg amputation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Everybody put three fingers in the air

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

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

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

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

And the last one, he's in the mirror

Chew off my leg and my motherfucker finger,