This is a song about "Crowd"

Out of this 3rd rock, nigga air it out

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

I must go like fly route

Before a morph in the crowd

We on another level, i'm bout to pull that porsche out

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

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

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

And i ain't frontin for her

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type