[NARRATION]

The Crows

A collection of ten tracks inspired by the late poet Edgar Allan Poe and his works

This project is the embodiment of Mr. Blackburn’s growth throughout the past few years and his ongoing war with himself

The path to understanding oneself is a long and arduous journey, with dangers lurking around every corner

Proceed with caution, as this guide will attempt to help you through this voyage by narrating stories, experiences and in some cases actual events to alert you of the various dangers your mind, body and soul may very well have to face

The Crows serves as a prologue to a greater body of work, so be prepared and good luck!

[REFRAIN]

The moon is rising

Over this broken land

But now your mind is forfeit

And the crows are coming back

[VERSE 1]

The game of life, Russian roulette it’s a risky one

A dark forest full of fog with no fucking sun

The pure souls get drowned out by the leaves

While the sinister prosper changing rules so nobody won

Everybody know each other with a different name, different faces on for every version that you made

My heart is beating so fucking loud like they murdered me and hid me under floorboard, insane

See I had a couple difficult past years

Nah scratch that, past life

Warzone, I living on the go, reload, deploy and retreat but stay in kill mode

See I felt like I had to hold my tongue, my soul it was only going south bruh

But i made it to the top of that mountain

Call me Reinhold Messner, I don’t Everest not once

[VERSE 2]

I was never really one to talk about it, mental health for me had always problem, back in the day imagine a little kid in the back of the class, talking with his homies, 1st grade when I saw a porno on my homie phone

Past that my best friend smoked, offered me a cigarette, 3rd grade I said fuck no

That shit stuck with me

Teacher told me I would never be shit, I be like fuck you bitch

That shit crazy

Picture a little kid questioning his life, who had self doubts for shit people told him most of the time

And that shit stuck with me to this day

Still deal with self hate

I manage it tho

If it wasn’t for y’all I’d be fucked right now so I’m grateful for the shit that I got in

This appreciation for the people that have always stuck with me and brought me up

Music homies family fans and love is what I’m motherfucking living for 
So I skipped meals barely ate because of the stress

September man I didn’t know what was next

I hit a wall but you brought me back to my feet

This time I’m telling you the making of me

[HOOK]

Ooooooooh, they follow you around man

Ooooooooh, like vultures to a carcass

Fuck everybody bitch this my year

I’m telling y’all my story man, the crows are here