It's music to my rears.
Is it my birthday? Because somebody brought me some really shitty Cupcakes, the newest musical endeavor from Patrice Wilson, the guy who brought us that really shitty Friday song with Rebecca Black and that other strangely racist really shitty Chinese Food song.
The hopeful star featured in this song, Gina Naomi Baez, has either been hiding in a bomb shelter and doesn't know that everything this sleazeball touches turns to shit, or her dream is to become ironically famous for five minutes. If its the latter, I'm happy to help.
Here is Baez's debut, Cupcakes, featuring Tinkerbell the dog and a random homeless person hanging out with children.
How the hell did this guy talk someone else into letting him rap (let's call it rap) on their song again?
And why did this happen?
This kid totally sums it up.
(by Myka Fox)