This is a song about "Orang utan hair"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair,

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

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

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

And never should you tear

He'd rather come his hair.

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

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