This is a song about "Clap cheeks"

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

With every boom boom clap in it

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

And if you get to screamin that you gonna clap back

Can’t you hear that

Just sit nicely and clap.

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

The kind this kid eats/hit you wit fists n feet /2 ur lips n cheeks/

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

So fuck the nonsense audience just clap it

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground