This is a song about "Bird farts"

I ain't trynna be forward

Since that night i’m like a bird

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Too stoned to kill a bird/

They call me say, word

The concept is so absurd

Too stoned to kill a bird/

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced