This is a song about "Circus monster"

The only time i flirt with her

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

Niggas talk with limited service

Why arent kangaroos in the circus

Truly unique and soothing to the ear, slow enough to understand and my points are made clear,

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

Ok fuck it/i lied/i'm a green eyed monster/

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I polish off the impostors, under beds i'm a monster//

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Breaking the locks with these rocks from being attacked by a monster

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

The dudes with the q's be proper

When really it's just a monster