This is a song about "Adelaide crows"

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Got shows on top of shows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Stickers on brims, cawing like crows

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Get off a key like i can’t sing

What preceded was the clue

But doesn't know the crows grew

Ain't no women at the shows

Whilst i glide with black crows,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose