This is a song about "Cap amp amp amp"

I'm all about the art of rap/ i'll knock off your starter cap

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

I've got blazing gats, i'll spray your cap, you know that,

Underestimate and it'll make your motherfucking cap blow,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough