This is a song about "Deathly crows"

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Got shows on top of shows

Stickers on brims, cawing like crows

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

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

I'll desecrate ya, message creates a deathly crater,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

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

Hating my macking, they asking

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.