This is a song about "Bird sex"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Too stoned to kill a bird/

She gotta hold her head up high

In every bird i see fly

Ballin in green like im larry bird

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

Just who is malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense