This is a song about "Thin hair"

Yeah i like that long hair,

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Park my plane right there

He'd rather come his hair.

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

Blood on my hands as my patience wears thin.

They all see my life from a childish position

Turtle dicks comb my hair

I said hey, you right there

Wont drop till the rhyme stops and goes thin

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin