This is a song about "Clap back"

They would spit and clap ya, but speak fake ebonics,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I don't pack gats and clap shit

Or let the mob handle that

So fuck the nonsense audience just clap it

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

With every boom boom clap in it

Now you got me hopped up on that

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

And if you get to screamin that you gonna clap back

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad