This is a song about "Crowds"

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Now the crowds chanting big up to kathryn/ i'm planning to go maniac with this

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

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

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

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

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I want to feel the energy of the crowds reactions,

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

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Crowds shout in amazement

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was