So many fights we’re always at war.
Tell me what’s wrong,it’s like we’re foes!
I told you, I let go of all of my hoes.
I want to love you and all off your flaws.
Spell it backwards and you’ll get “raw”
That’s just how I like ya, no makeup on.
You’re so beautiful,put those cosmetics away.
You don’t need foundation, your pimples are perfect that way!
No pistol In your hand or mine.
Just come closer and look me in the eye
War doesn’t show who’s right it shows who’s left.
So before I’m gone,promise you’ll love me till death.