This is a song about "Red hair"

Your pullin on my hair

Woah there, woah there

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Turtle dicks comb my hair

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

And then i saw the red,

Cutting me this worthless check

Covered the room in splattered red,

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Color your eyes alveolar red

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

With rain pouring down her already wet hair