This is a song about "Bitch clowns"

Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.

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

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

Now drown in my sound, no clowns just the crown

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

But damn,they just goddamn clowns

Heystop running your mouth

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

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

These whack clowns are background rappers but i'mma crack down

Slaughtering all you clowns, i'm lyrically profound, a hound,

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

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