This is a song about "Clapping cheeks"

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

While you're down, i shall not feel bad about clapping

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

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

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

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

Man the people kissin' cheeks of the devil, got to hell,

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well