This is a song about "Crowd"

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

Yea and this is something to think about

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

But we can seek the one in the crowd

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

Just another face in the crowd.

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

About some tyga beef shit

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

And just came to realize that she's standing in a crowd

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

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please