This is a song about "Deathly crows"

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

You know that love is a very serious thing

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

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

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

I was born to do the damn thing

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Stickers on brims, cawing like crows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows