This is a song about "Birds chirping"

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Birds fly, do they fly free, are they locked to the earth knowing why she

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Just killed two birds and got stoned.

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds

All that bullshit's for the birds

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,