This is a song about "Caps"

No ball caps, when im turning back to them

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Then you're screwed like bottle caps, holla back and listen,

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Now loose the caps and make your mind distorted in a snap

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

But by now, im on face book crying with all caps

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

And not just the shit about busting caps

Popping lame rappers, i'll hit ya dome with caps, and style's dire,

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Finish fast a biggish blast will knock their fitted caps over