This is a song about "Bow"

Call me a clown but a week from now

I could hear the crowd and take a bow,

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I got two bitches they both wear bow ties

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Homie, got the industry watchin' dmv now

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

Y’all bow down to whoever writes the bible, what’s the stutter

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Stay brokeit's all in together now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

Give an applause, take my bow

Cause i don't wanna lose you now

And street poets bow down when intellect fails,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates