This is a song about "Red hair"

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

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

Kushed up and my eye red

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

She wants to dye her hair red?

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Watch your body turn indian red,

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Yeah i like that long hair,

Turtle dicks comb my hair

No, not on top but down there

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

With rain pouring down her already wet hair