This is a song about "A bird flying driving home"

Uh ha, you know what

I couldnt give a flying fuck

I'm a fuckin hawk you're a pigeon with bird flu

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

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

I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Too stoned to kill a bird/

You aint driving a benz

Sweet, okay makes sense

Your lines are all slurred bitch, fly as a robin bird bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

I'm driving head on into traffic hoping for a head on collision

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

I'm here, flying through bars like flappy bird/