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 on running
Cause I got a couple Glocks in my backpack
And I'll send 'em headshots like a Snapchat
I don't even care, clowns 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, you better think twice
Cause if me or Afro see you, we gon end your life