This is a song about "Crowd"

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

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

Adabo to my haters

For the loud crowd who brought razors

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

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

Freestyle to a beat if front of a crowd

Slowly round me gathers a crowd

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

His crowd ain't excited, they're not clapping.