This is a song about "Bird houses"

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

Ballin in green like im larry bird

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Too focused, one word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Damn is your mattress dry

In every bird i see fly

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Lit your houses on fire and deployed my parachute

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

And talk about houses that they’ve burned to grounds,

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Black bird out in the club tonight