This is a song about "Crowd"

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

And that i spent the night with her

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

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

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

Before a morph in the crowd

I don't know what you heard about

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

But we can seek the one in the crowd

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted