This is a song about "Crest"

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

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

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

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

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

A crest-fallen prodigy

I believe in honesty

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

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

Elm crest, stormville and dutchess park back you up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup