This is a song about "Clappin"

They're scrapping in alleys, acting real dandy as the magazines clappin'

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

If you ever see me? i'mma be clappin'; the ar!

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

If i ever see you, i'mma be clappin'; the ar!