By yourself in the woods and you lurkin
Take your goofy a** back to the circus
How you got all that makeup and you still ugly
If i see a clown he gon' be the one running
Cuz I got a couple Glocks in my backpack
And I'll send 'em headshots like a Snapchat
I don't even care, clown lives don't matter
If a clown run up then his brain splatter
And yo shoes and yo shirt never match, b**h
Always got that same-a**, trash fit
Dressing up as a clown you a lame bro
Got you looking like a mo' f**ing rainbow
Got a big a** nose and some nappy hair
Wanna jump out at me I ain't even scared
Next time you go clowning better think twice
Cause if me or Afro see you we gon end your life