This is a song about "Crowd"

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

I will thrive my style to an entire crowd,

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

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

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I try to be the guy, you think about

Slowly round me gathers a crowd

Every year i get it out

Just another face in the crowd.

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

Exit the v wit my gun out

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

I'mma catch you next time around