This is a song about "Makeup a"

This bag is from seattle

Your a show without a channel

Play the game nigga

A store that dosen't get a

With a ba and a masters

Oldest nation on this earth

Half your body laying on my chest

Its gonna be a a test

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

I’m pulling you over

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Just a warning not a threat

We don't ever make love

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

What a bummer, what a drag

Baby all i do is rap