This is a song about "Bitch clowns"

Run down these clowns, who be beefin' tryna take my crown

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

The disses seem funny to y'all, am i laughing clowns?

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Clowns that sound horribly orally.

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Remember in life your the bulldozer, move them clowns over

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town