This is a song about "Clapping cheeks"

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Cheeks feeling flaccid but you need it for your habit

But know i'm tapping, hoping to see people clapping/////

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

I've been rapping, tapping, and clapping ever since the middle ages,

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

You're just hand clapping for yourself

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

If this was back in the days you'd get a lot of gills

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground