This is a song about "Big bird"

Your life is a product of trash

Big tits and a big ass

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

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

In every bird i see fly

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

Make room for the groom married to his music

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

An #kief, that'll put the #little baby bird to #sleep

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard