This is a song about "Nappy hair kid"

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

We just went there

He'd rather come his hair.

You need your nappy changing, man

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Or wipe your ass when you need your nappy replaced.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

They're tryin to say that i don't care

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

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair