This is a song about "Crowd"

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

Mmg man, we smoked out

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

I will thrive my style to an entire crowd,

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

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

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Yea and this is something to think about

There must be another route, way out

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd