This is a song about "Clowning around"

I drive that all around

Walking on the ground

Til my head turns around

Never wait when we out

Pop it back stick it out

When she f***in' turns around

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

People don’t grasp the concept, what goes around comes around,

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I ain't clowning around for you to be the clown. possibly, it ain't to be or maybe

Hoping you never come around

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

I gotta stop messin around