This is a song about "Bird drive"

I'm here, flying through bars like flappy bird/

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

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

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

I guess thats just central drive

In every bird i see fly

I shine like something in the sky

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

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

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Too stoned to kill a bird/