This is a song about "Panto crew"

And your whole crew is lame,

You just tryin' to run game

Just wait til you meet my crew

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

You got your crew behind you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Your crew and fam won't have

Cause i'm apart it and that's my crew

You know i’m better off without you

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

No soup for you

When i'm through, with your crew/