Clowns

Throw me to the wolves and I'ma win it

I'm on the way, shit, I'll be there in a minute, I can make it with some help, but I like being independent

So it's fuck a 360, you gon' see me not spin it

Where I'm from, back doors lead you right into they kitchen

I don't play offense, I'm too good at defending

I don't play offense, I'm too good at defending

I ain't just a depending, they won't put me on no pendant

I swear, bro, just made a comma before I even wrote a sentence

I smell too many pigs, that shit be fucking up my senses

I cut somebody off, before I let them get expensive