This is a song about "Slaty crew"

Your crew and fam won't have

I can barely wipe my ass

We just chillin with crew

Wanna spend it all on you

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

See you was there every year when i needed you

Unlike spoiled brats and their manicured crew,

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Alarms dispatched saying that arms detached from the crew

I could think of a couple positions for you

What them tippers don't see

Me my crew are crazy,

Bitch i'm all you need

Part of the crew elite

Stay positive and hang with the crew

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you