This is a song about "Juggalo flows"

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

Fuck your ratchet hoes, i kill the mic with spasmatic flows,

De la soul is from the soul

Flows, imported from north pole

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Posse hocking some flame flows

Posse hocking some flame flows

Live from the lamont's rose

Niggas come at me with their flows

Here they keep a rachet close

Rub my back, then let me lay

My flows fucking cray cray

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Other rhymers, you, big timers and who knows but it still flows...

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Ambassador of disaster controversy flows thought my vascular