This is a song about "Crowd"

For the loud crowd who brought razors

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

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

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

Slowly round me gathers a crowd

No reason to be around

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

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

I will thrive my style to an entire crowd,

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

I prefer your applause without a handout

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out