This is a song about "Birds kilo"

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Actions speak louder than words

All that bullshit's for the birds

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Mainstream, rapping by the kilo

Look how the buzz will grow

So raised like i'm doing yoga, kilo of something is what i take.

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Straight g thing, double m g thing

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

Im sensing the scent of a verse, ur cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words