This is a song about "Trash hair"

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

It's how we put it there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Just because you said my shit was trash,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

But you can't trash a mess

Yes sir, please confess

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

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

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share