This is a song about "Crowd"

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

He lying i’m on papers

For the loud crowd who brought razors

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Let the crowd choose who can last longer

Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

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

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out