This is a song about "Crowd"

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

Before a morph in the crowd

I don't know what you heard about

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

Couple grand when i rock the night

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

His crowd ain't excited, they're not clapping.

Get yours; you know what this about

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted