This is a song about "Bird sex"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

That k o d a lil bit of change

Like a bird without a cage

I'm here, flying through bars like flappy bird/

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Me and your mum had rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

They call me say, word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I dont give a fuck about your sex

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Ballin in green like im larry bird