This is a song about "Angry birds"

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds

Im sensing the scent of a verse, ur cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

I understand that you are angry

Shit with our whole family

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

I'm going through something with life

She got angry threat me by knife

Why not me the same thing

Or leave him angry heating.

Is she happy is she angry or confused

But radio ain't trying to follow suit