This is a song about "Slapping caps back"

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Like i been slapping bitches,

Friends that stab in the back instead of slapping n' smack

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Slapping labels on foreheads and recording excuses in tables

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

I can only make you lose your caps

From an african american stance

Im like a grown ass man without a plan slapping a bitch with the back of his

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

So as we melt the polar caps

But i’m praying in advance

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Slapping cuz i'm hot and your caught in knot