This is a song about "Birds eye view"

Soon as i get home

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Such a different view

I was twelve when the gunned you

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Actions speak louder than words

All that bullshit's for the birds

Singing my life with his words

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past

Yoo , we spend a view

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

The vertex and the third eye