This is a song about "Crowd"

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

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Just another face in the crowd.

Cause everytime yall come around

Before a morph in the crowd

Can't decide, take em out

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

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

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type