This is a song about "Crowd"

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

And it ain't no problem

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

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

But we can seek the one in the crowd

Then get out your seat and jump around

Just another face in the crowd.

No more, we caked out

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

Ready to pull it out and bust into the crowd