This is a song about "Nappy hair"

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

All of the hair from out my head

Your pullin on my hair

We both grown and i dont care

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

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

No medal here, i'm well aware

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire