This is a song about "Ass clapping gay sex"

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Rapping machine clapping between

It wasn't about the sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Bruno mars gay ass trying to play with my dick. listen.

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

While you're down, i shall not feel bad about clapping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing