This is a song about "Clap hands now throuwin flet caps"

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Hands off the wheel now you really pissed me off,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

Back to back surprised that i haven't caught the clap

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Baby all i do is rap

Just sit nicely and clap.

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

So as we melt the polar caps

I start to think it's all planned

19 wave caps spit facts on blast,

See i let my nigga split that

No offense, don't assume people will clap