This is a song about "Circus freaks"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

With sewage leaks an wounded mutant freaks

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

The ringmaster of the circus - merc kids, it's curtains,

We beefed as freaks and geeks, needed leashes, beasts unleashed,

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Soft serve lyrical excellence you should observe like dem freaks from

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

The circus is a jungle, why would i stop blazin o's?

Popcorn relaxed take a seat enjoy the show were all a bunch of freaks,

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams