This is a song about "Slap tag and vanish and manic and panick"

I'll backhand slap you, and write a track to tell you what i don't like!

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Get depressed, commit suicide, manic

But it seems like a scene outta flick

I slap the fucker and say motherfucker this is worse than a nightmare,

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Suspicious that i will diminish foes and slap them like my old hoe/

The third one is mixed, white and black

And what fucking bitch did i slap?

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

And vanish all this twerking crap thats poisoning they minds

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

Mac hippie analog, you rap midi, turn the camera's off, i make you snap and slap your bandana off