This is a song about "Rough hair coat"

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

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

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

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

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Sense good times coming lately ive had it rough

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

That im a slice off ya skin and make a new coat

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

That will my make your life rough

Pocket racked up all big faces

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

Impeccable give it my note

Used to find dope in his coat