This is a song about "Crowd"

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

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

Riding around with ms. reece and them

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

Your last man was semi pro

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

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

Oldest nation on this earth

For the loud crowd who brought razors

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

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