This is a song about "Adelaide crows"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Whilst i glide with black crows,

And i've been thinking bout you

But doesn't know the crows grew

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

So while you worry about the hoes

Stickers on brims, cawing like crows

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring