This is a song about "Crowd"

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

I go, in when i start putting words out

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Just another face in the crowd.

Then get out your seat and jump around

Before a morph in the crowd

Weed up, better make a sound