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