This is a song about "Long hair"

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

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

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

You got a baby boy or girl in there

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

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

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

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

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Season opener, finna be there