This is a song about "Hiding in the crowd"

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

The man with a plan to fuck shit up while playin in the sand hiding contraband

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

And i took the only chance i had to rap in front of the crowd,

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

Super magic, abracadabra kid

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Ready to pull it out and bust into the crowd

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

Cuz we'll come find you in all kinds of carssignin' out

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Humanty hiding behind the aggression,