This is a song about "Makeup a"

Its gonna be a a test

Hold my tears i tried my best

With a ba and a masters

So you finally got the nerve

But then we would make-up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I remember the makeup running down your face

They say that i never cease to amaze

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

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

Just lay your head on my shoulder

A boy taken for a goon

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune