This is a song about "Bird beak"

It sends her on a trip so right

Black bird out in the club tonight

Too stoned to kill a bird/

The concept is so absurd

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

But seemingly believe it though

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

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

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

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

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing