This is a song about "Root hair cells"

Turtle dicks comb my hair

They tryin to say that i don't care

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Your pullin on my hair

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

So you can steal to feed yourself and be locked in prison cells,

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

The root of all evil's what i'm chasing with no patience

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Park my plane right there

He'd rather come his hair.

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

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