This is a song about "Baby bird"

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Fuck what you heard

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

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

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Too stoned to kill a bird/

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I was wondering maybe

I got to be your baby

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

In every bird i see fly

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

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird