This is a song about "Clapping"

After lebron, i'm what's next

You're just hand clapping for yourself

His crowd ain't excited, they're not clapping.

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And now you fools better be clapping

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,

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

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

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king