This is a song about "Mahdi and the crew"

But it was a miracle, i ran for miles and met my crew in the kitchen

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

Want to let you know i love you

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

And that’s the truth if ya want some proof ask ya crew

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

Myself and my crew til the very end

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Your crew and fam won't have

To stay true to the crew

You good man, we don't want you

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

I got money my crew and all the fans