This is a song about "Masons hair"

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

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

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

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Please call a medic im settin' meetings with masons

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

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

Yeah i like that long hair,

You appear as if you care

Three town homes in delaware

Your pullin on my hair

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

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