This is a song about "Orang utan hair"

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

Is not far from white girls with big bread

All of the hair from out my head

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

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

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

We love for a while then a light goes

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

All of the hair from out my head