This is a song about "Crowd"

Crowd screaming like terio,"ooh, kill 'em!"

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

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

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I will thrive my style to an entire crowd,

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

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

I must go like fly route

Degenerate lyricists.. limit this.. visionless crowd of sentences//

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was