This is a song about "Clown circus"

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

I'm getting it, hustlin' like i'm still down

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

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

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

I'ma bust open your lip make you look like a sad clown

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

Niggas think im joking, like a fucking clown

But i apologize for not walking you around

Spittin' everything that i wrote down,he's nothing but a clown,

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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