This is a song about "Clap cheeks"

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Cheeks feeling flaccid but you need it for your habit

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

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

That's shock value, homie, i want fans all hyped up to clap,

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

For the most part those blocks get bogart

I clap shit-aim at your heart

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch