This is a song about "Adelaide crows"

But doesn't know the crows grew

Streets is calling you

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Whilst i glide with black crows,

It's all she knows

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Every night i stroke hoes

Stickers on brims, cawing like crows

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes