This is a song about "Bird houses"

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

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

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

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Once upon a time not long ago

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Are you comingto the point that your running

I make it look easy like a bird humming