This is a song about "My hair"

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Turtle dicks comb my hair

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

It's difficult to let it go, i'm startin' to loose my hair cause i stay worry,

Oh-kay, here's the situation

My dad ain't have no hair on his chin

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

In a similar fashion as when i ran my fingers through her hair

Im the coolest of cool look at my hair do

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you