This is a song about "Merida s luschious hair"

And when i start to rise

It´s the battle of life

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',