This is a song about "No hair"

But i still got that flow in my hair,

No medal here, i'm well aware

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Thats what i wanted, you to get pissed, single targets out when i intend to diss.

He feels bare and defenseless, no hair and senseless, if only there were a way to stop this

Throw your gun in tha air

Yeah i like that long hair,

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.