This is a song about "Crowd"

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

For the loud crowd who brought razors

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

Slowly round me gathers a crowd

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted

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

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

Stuntin when we out

Before a morph in the crowd