Yeah, huh
Yeah, huh
Yeah, huh
Darkie
Every time I wake up, I think you niggas have got on make up
All these fakeahs takes us deepah to shake us and get they cake up
Pussy wake up, uh
They wanna make us into some clowns
That rap about throwing rounds for reasons that have no grounds
Bass pounds on my temple, my mental, it close to breaking
I feel the darkie awaken
These rappers smell like some bacon
I'm taken, show me something funny
Decide if you want smoke with people or you want some money
Clowns
I'll make like a mime and stop talking
You got thirty niggas in the whip
They get popping, mopping, stopping
Fake niggas always throw the most shit acting like monkeys (True)
Evil niggas always grow the most rich isn't that funky? (Clowns)
Clowns, entertain the masses
I just wanna help these lonely kids get through their classes
I won't let you paint my face
I won't let you paint my face
I can draw my own shit nigga, I don't look to you for grace (Nah)
If a clown I gotta be then, I'ma be a happy case
It sound like a lotta these niggas ain't got nothing that be based (huh)
In reality I mean this act is all a joke you guys, you realize?
The clear rise in our demise
Can't possibly keep idolizing bad clowns
Bad clowns
Sad clowns
Why your flowers keep crying?
Bad clowns, entertainers keep dying
Bad clowns
Sad clowns
Prefer to promote using opiates
What I'm smoking too inappropriate
Okay, then so be it
I don't like you, I am not sorry
I never got invited to no parties
OD like Farley, I'm caring hardly
You is a pussy, isn't he darling?
Bad clowns, no laughs
Shoutout my niggas that making it last
Stay motivated, I'll be doing laps
I can get faded and still go to class
I used to wanna do stand up
I put that shit in my raps
Nigga you claiming you manned up
Clown cars on my ass
Mad clowns, put you on blast
Put yo' red nose on the dash
I do this shit with a passion
Every time we wake up, all of us niggas put on our make up
But what matters is what make up you
Yeah, I wanna kill mysel-
