This is a song about "Panto crew"

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Cruising in the cique rollin' deep with the crew,

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

And if u thought you can rely on your crew

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

Part of the crew elite

For the low that nine cheap

You got your crew behind you

The boa know they loving the crew

Vsu don't regret you

When i'm through, with your crew/

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

The original crew grew too/

And all the while i think of you