This is a song about "Crowd"

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

Ready to pull it out and bust into the crowd

She a honest girl so i'mma slam her out

Just another face in the crowd.

You gotta help me out

Before a morph in the crowd

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

Look, another day another dollar

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd