This is a song about "Birds chirpin"

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.

Than the birds on the wire

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

This is just an indication that we still working

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

All that bullshit's for the birds

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Revelations say you either fry or fly

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds