This is a song about "No hair"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

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

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

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

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

All of the hair from out my head

Lemonhead end up dead

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

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

My dad ain't have no hair on his chin

And i like the hoes that need passion