This is a song about "Crowd"

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

No reason to be around

But we can seek the one in the crowd

My niggas clownbring a pound

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

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

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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