This is a song about "Crows"

Stickers on brims, cawing like crows

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

But doesn't know the crows grew

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing