This is a song about "Birds eye view"

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

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

I do it for the birds

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

In a serial killers point of view

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

"got better view than imax, fucking your behind"

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Singing my life with his words