This is a song about "Panto crew"

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

Now, shorty this is what i'mma need from you

To stay true to the crew

Shawty can i taste you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Im takin out ya whole crew.........

Cause when i make this stew

When i'm through, with your crew/

Bet i get like 8 of them

Kill your crew for no reason

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Alarms dispatched saying that arms detached from the crew

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo