If you’ve ever been down with the clown and the gathering comes and you’re sittin at home

Then you know that shit sucks and you’re gettin the bone

But here at FLH the homies are here and they got your back sendin you some hope

This years welfare recipient is the homie violentdope

From sellin blood to sendin him your change sittin at home in the jar

Thank God for you ninjas without your help you know he won’t get far

What fun is a vacation if when you go away you gotta pay?

And you ain’t got no funds the only place you can go is the end of the driveway

And that ain’t no vacation that’s called just gettin the mail

And it ain’t no fun, gettin the mail be stale

LTB tried to send him an envelope with plans and a place to stay

But a pelican ate his cell phone, and ran away

So now he’s stuck at home waitin for you to send some love

On his knees he’s prayin to the Gods above

Like I need water, fire, air and dirt

Fuckin paypal, how does that work?

And violentdope don’t wanna talk to no scientist

They ain’t sendin’ him nothin, they’re makin him pissed

Trees, rain, whatever the weather

15,000 juggalos all sendin violentdope spare change together

And he’s now hype as fuck he’s comin down from the farm

But its fucked up, nobody sent jack shit to Esham

So here’s your juggalo welfare and your free vacation

But don’t leave unit you get your food stamp book and voters registration, word

……juggalo welfare…….it’s like a miracle in this bitch……..here you go dog, word.