This is a song about "Evil clowns"

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Lady at the frank stand will

Then have to revist this evil

Nowhere else to put the evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

People who were mean to me, my slave, in chains, admitting they were clowns

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Making dudes look like clowns in comparison.

If they startcuz it's all about survival

Instant retrieval so the spirit lifts the evil/

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

My garage full of cars that bounce

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.