This is a song about "Plane clapper"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me

Hopped up the plane came back from the future

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

Start praying before u ignite the plane

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

Then lost her faith again

He looked up and saw a plane.

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Be a good hand-clapper and go fetch me my crackers,

Step up my reigns in the same plane.

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

It was late night,i boarded the plane,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain