This is a song about "Bird sex"

Ballin in green like im larry bird

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I dont give a fuck about your sex

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets