This is a song about "Scary clowns"

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

My drive is like no one

I'm scary aren't i son

Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns

Everynight we talked over the phone seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Clowns that sound horribly orally.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

You know that the fiction's scary

Who spits prattle crap and says he's texas chainsaw scary

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I said i'm hurting her

Scary like the grim reaper,

Got some very scary adversaries

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave