alright I'd be really fake if i were to say "check it" right now so just listen, er.... read.
line 2: And 1 Mixtape

Bring out an arsenal never seen before to be a crazy clown slayer//
Man what are you a crazed killer clown or a dope basketball player//
Ironically I'm the one that's got you runnin' from the beast of killers//
I'm young, but you couldn't rape me like you was the original thriller//
Findin' strength to tear down a ground level person must be a mission//
Impossible as it is, you could come up with a verse short of circumcision//
Your avi puts you out as a clown on a sunday stroll in his jump suit//
An apple a day keeps a loss away, but today your savior ain't fruit//
Things aren't lookin' up but now down is an insanely difficult task//
I dropped u so quick, you're confused how you got here, need we ask//
Questions are answered as i plumit you toward the source of darkness//
You're past hell and six feet under, and god is now on long distance//
The clown will mature to know not to be so courious and anixious//
A jury of at least five will determine your fate, I'm your only witness//
Off with his head, chopped him up with some bars, now you're gone//
Like the wind I missed your presence, your dark night's over, here's dawn//

eh whatever I'm done