This is a song about "Crowd"

Before a morph in the crowd

If you to check out

Ready to pull it out and bust into the crowd

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Riding around with ms. reece and them

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

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

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

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

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy