This is a song about "Crowded"

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Sometimes its hard to write these raps, since my brain is crowded.

Its getting crowded and i had a bad week, and kids are stepping on me,

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Surrounded by the crowded thousand and they all shouted

Crowded with thousands of buds 'n' powders that he was showered with

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

It's getting fucking crowded so they're jumpin out of my mouth

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

But one day, she with her husband and child went to a crowded place

Across the crowded room,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded