This is a song about "Clapping with one hand"

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Smack you bitch with the back of my hand,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

On one hand i love them but on the other hand im just so pissed

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Guess that these bread fans with less raps got caught with a red hand

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

For 5 grand, with intentions to expand

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

You hand them a one way ticket right into your crime business

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush