This is a song about "Crowd"

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

When they here today what you say to them

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

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

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

But we can seek the one in the crowd

And i don’t take no dames out