This is a song about "But i just hid behind the tear s of a clown when i flow i follow demonic"

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

But i had no choice but to follow

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

Ugly mothafucka lookin like the it clown, when i stand up to the mic just sit down

I'm hearing familiar sounds familiar smells, only time can tell whos gonna run this town.

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

I just hear the beat and then catch a flow

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

And she doesnt know it but i hid a trackin device inside her skirt

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

But i never sacrifve the flow

Barely rapped for a month and i just tear through it

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit