This is a song about "Crowd"

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

So don't ask me why they strung out

Slowly round me gathers a crowd

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

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

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

Now that's six cops found on that ground

For the loud crowd who brought razors

Oldest nation on this earth

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right