This is a song about "Messy hair"

I said hey, you right there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

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

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

This one, not so smooth he will not approve, in a messy grove

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair

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

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

If he don't give me my girl things could get messy

But i still got that flow in my hair,

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

For 9 years in spain had the time share