This is a song about "Bird beak"

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Ballin in green like im larry bird

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

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Too stoned to kill a bird/

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Suddenly it's all #bird #'n' stress, #building on him

They call me say, word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Like a nerd' rapping so fast like a crazy bird

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word