This is a song about "Nappy hair"

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

A life where we don't need no welfare

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

But i still got that flow in my hair,

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Yeah i like that long hair,

And never should you tear

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

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

So while you worry about the hoes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Your pullin on my hair

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air