This is a song about "Bird farts"

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Time to climb her, climb behind vagina

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Look, just remember how that winning taste

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Black bird out in the club tonight

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Fuck what you heard

Too stoned to kill a bird/