This is a song about "Riding with the crows"

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Thats the truth riding shotty is a girl in a bikini,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I'm riding around with my gun on hip

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

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

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

But doesn't know the crows grew

Raised by a momma who, who