This is a song about "Poofy hair"

Season opener, finna be there

But i still got that flow in my 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.

He'd rather come his hair.

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

And now i walk around without a care

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

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

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there