This is a song about "Crowd"

But we can seek the one in the crowd

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

I just might throw a big amount

Before a morph in the crowd

And i be saying somethin' when i mash out

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

Out of this 3rd rock, nigga air it out