This is a song about "Wet hair"

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

And now i walk around without a care

Years back you believed that the world was fair

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Live from the lamont's rose

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

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

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

Might as well prepare

Your pullin on my hair

This is how she want to live

Got her wet like kobe, swish