This is a song about "Nose hair"

Sometimes i wonder what going on beneath my nose

In front of our building, they was my heroes

We love for a while then a light goes

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

Years back you believed that the world was fair

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Live from the lamont's rose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

You stole from me from under my nose

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair