This is a song about "Clapping"

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

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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

Who are horrified but i'll make laugh and be clapping

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

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

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Rapping machine clapping between

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

And now you fools better be clapping

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping