This is a song about "Wizards cap"

Every day was a saturday, shit

Wizards must own it put a spell on and flew it

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

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

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

Ass cap, put em in the river,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her