This is a song about "Make up"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

You'll make it through, keep ya head up ladies..

And make me end up like the 16th street baptist church case

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Of flavors made to make you look lamer than a 7-up

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Dont need them blowing me up for some make-up sex,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

You can win but ill still make you wake up in sweats

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Make up and break up but no more repeat

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Set my alarm early to make sure i wake up

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach