This is a song about "Riding with the crows"

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Wanting a gold chain, but his life is just a sequel, hes riding the soul train!

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

And these shape-shifting hoes

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Screaming sparks out the window when we riding by

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Riding down the highway (zoom zoom)

But doesn't know the crows grew

I don't wanna damage you

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for