This is a song about "Make up"

Fuck you, blunt stuck to my face like make up,

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Gluteus is in the air make sure that bitches ass is up

Make up and break up but no more repeat

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Come up, steal the show, make em overflow,

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

You need to wake up to much fucking make up

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I'ma make it up to both of you

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Ma rap make no sens .short line weak bars it's fuked up

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

Hit it til your make up missing