This is a song about "Clapper"

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Me, i'm the dispatcher of the rapper that's above my clapper

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Acting like i even matter, on and off like the clapper

Be a good hand-clapper and go fetch me my crackers,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse