This is a song about "Clapper"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years