This is a song about "Crowd"

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

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

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted

And niggas laugh til the first muthafucka’ got blasted

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right