This is a song about "The clap"

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

She call me big pat and my dick make that ass clap.

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Now those cunts in prison gave me the fucking clap

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth

Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Im not a gangster, but i won't hesitate to let the luger clap bitch

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

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

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.