This is a song about "Bird gang"

Too stoned to kill a bird/

They call me say, word

Like a bird without a cage

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

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

With my lyrics i'm elusive, two stones for my one bird

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

Of the rebel gang captain

They like talk to em young

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Gang banging with bloods and crips

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird