look, clown, this right here aint a little kids party/
you got a balloon animal flow, im a one man army//
ill dee-flate ya flows wit rhymes on point like a needle/
leave ya chest wit a whole big enough to stick my head through//
i speak the truth, mayne, my flows smooth like butter/
droppin tremorous bombs that make ya shake, shiver, and stutter//
i utter, diabolical rhymes that make this nigga shudder like no other/
undercover, a lethal weapon like Danny Glover//
send you up shits creek in a boat without a rudder/
you been CLOWNED, now ya lyin face down in the gutter//
i utter, diabolical