This is a song about "Clap clapper"

So fuck the nonsense audience just clap it

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

That's shock value, homie, i want fans all hyped up to clap,

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

And if you get to screamin that you gonna clap back

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth