This is a song about "Angry bird"

In every bird i see fly

Never had a chance to try

They call me say, word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

God mc oh my god you gotta see

When your sad angry happy

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Is she happy is she angry or confused

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

But five years from now i bet she see

Sometimes the lies make me angry

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals

I'm angry as shit, call it irritable bowels/