This is a song about "Crowd"

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

All prada, flow is all water

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show