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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I think i got a tear in my eye, i feel like the king of

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Even if he listened and hid, i would of found

But i tell them nah, because i like this demonic feel.

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

I was born with demonic traits

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

But i never sacrifve the flow

This shit ain't nothing new though

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Cause i saw the positive on the stick you hid

Zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this including you, miss. turn around

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

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy