This is a song about "Poofy hair"

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

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

Everybody put three fingers in the air

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

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

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

Full of shit, like i ate that john

All of the hair from out my head

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Yeah i like that long hair,

Throw your gun in tha air

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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