This is a song about "Wizards cap"

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Whack, cause ya'll busta cap, which i be singin' sayin'

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Spray ya cap away to blasts and spin 'em with my intellect,

Wake up, pop a cap, rinse and repeat, turn up the beat

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

And he'll touch your knee cap

I'm stuck with that

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice