This is a song about "A bird"

I don't take shit from no one. i don't gotta say a word, i just flip 'em the bird.

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

In every bird i see fly

And even he was afraid of bumping heads with bert, plus he didn't want his future right hand hurt.

*flic* my bic i'll flip you the bird, now ya heard a sick rap and a dope rappa your shit's absurd

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Black bird out in the club tonight

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

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

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

I'm the justice bird you see in the sky i'm a eagle.