This is a song about "Down with the clown"

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

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

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm the kind of kid that likes to sprint down the hall with some scissors

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

Now we'll see whose the clown

They can never hold me down

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

On to the next one then repeat, seems like a clown i play for fun

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out

Chicken clown emcees,what the fuck ya braggin about

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees