This is a song about "Hiding in the crowd"

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Concentrate hum a sound, start to overcome the crowd,

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

So everybody in the crowd will know you’re singing tonight,

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Oh fuck, i remember i forgot yout son, he was hiding in the closet right,

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out

I drive that all around

Me, the one kid in the crowd,

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

In the crowd, hustle and grind, hustle and grind and when im done,