This is a song about "Snaps"

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

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

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

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

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

And fights paparazzi for takin a few snaps/