This is a song about "All you other clowns make me sick"

You should rap about other people, not just you all the time

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

She's cute but her forehead's big

Spitting out the shit that make me sick

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

On my captain spalding shit what you don't like clowns,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Own shit i bet you can make good music without taking it off of google or other

And it makes me sick to think that you could blame me

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

And make all you nauseous

So let 'em chase love

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie