This is a song about "Crowd"

I must go like fly route

Before a morph in the crowd

Weed up, better make a sound

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

But we can seek the one in the crowd

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

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