This is a song about "Crest"

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Better pray the nigga blessed or else he'll be pushed over hell's crest

A crest-fallen prodigy

Looking at your money

Elm crest, stormville and dutchess park back you up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

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

Conspiring against me hiding your crest g? citing me i'm blessed

By the masses, who chose to leave you as they crest towards the pinnacle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will