This is a song about "Clowns chaos"

It's a chaos don't make difference to me at all,

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

But damn,they just goddamn clowns

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

This is the concrete

Chaos, ordered. slaves, freed.

Destruction is beautiful, chaos is awesome

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Sit the fuck down you clowns like you in in school suspension

Chaos is widespread, but people say i made my bed

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house