This is a song about "The crow"

The bigger the the fun

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

I'm caged up in state prison

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The dopest on the planet

So get up off that slave ship

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

I'm a golden eagle, you're a measly crow.

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my weed man should just sell flutes