Lance the Lost & Found Clown

Lyrics

[Verse] Lance in the house, always trippin' on his toes, Droppin' his goods, wherever he goes. Bustin' their chops, cycle counters mad, Lost and found crew, ‘bout to go rad. [Verse 2] Left his shades, in aisle nine just chillin', Next minute his cap, shelf seven, it's thrillin'. Checkin' their lists, counters countin’ fast, Lance brings chaos, first and not the last. [Chorus] Lance the clown, droppin' gear all around, Store in chaos, items never found. Cycle counters hissin’, feelin’ weary and bound, Man’s a whirlwind, in lost and found. [Verse 3] Lance with a grin, claimin' his lost stuff, Counters all sighin’, "Man, had enough!" Inventory blues, lists on fleek, Every step he takes, makin' ‘em weak. [Verse 4] Dropped a sneaker, near checkout, misplaced, Donned a new hat, then that vanished, disgrace. Counters pullin' hair, scratchin' heads in vain, Lance, a jester, in their inventory chain. [Chorus] Lance the clown, droppin' gear all around, Store in chaos, items never found. Cycle counters hissin’, feelin’ weary and bound, Man’s a whirlwind, in lost and found.