This is a song about "Circus freaks"

Treating life like it's a game as if mistaken for a circus,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

My lifes consists of circus clowns, i control them, shut the main circuit down.

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

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

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

I do honestly deserve it,odder than a circus,hotter than the furnace,

She mighty fine but i notice that her heart resides next to bitterness

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Soft serve lyrical excellence you should observe like dem freaks from

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them