This is a song about "Clown dead dog football"

No reason to be around

Now we'll see whose the clown

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

Dont you ever come rampaging to me you clown

Where are you gonna go, dog

This some food for thought

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down

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

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

And control this shit yourself dog.

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop