This is a song about "Crowds"

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Day dreams of rappin' in the stages, crowds goin' wild crazy of my verses//

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I want to feel the energy of the crowds reactions,

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

The south is out, we're rousing crowds, when we settle shit,

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

Controlling crowds in the masses like i got a magic wand in my hand

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies