This is a song about "Crowd"

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Don't need lights, i can see you by the moonlight

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

Ready to pull it out and bust into the crowd

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

These sb's ain't never coming out

But we can seek the one in the crowd

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Just another face in the crowd.

Cause everytime yall come around

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

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