This is a song about "Birds eye view"

I do it for the birds

Actions speak louder than words

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

And this will be the song that we sing

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

One of the few, beyond any perfect view.

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I mean of course just the same old

Just killed two birds and got stoned.

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Singing my life with his words

My words, skillful like flying birds,

I don't wanna damage you

Glass windows, with a real nice view