This is a song about "Clapped black girls"

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

We should appreciate the girls

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

But we still real brothers

But got love for them girls

Top dropped down, black on black

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion