This is a song about "Snaps"

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

With unless the rest dare press to test till threshold snaps,

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

People are trapped like rats in cages, it snaps and snarls 'em,

And fights paparazzi for takin a few snaps/

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance