This is a song about "Birds kilo"

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Live your life before the feds get you for a kilo

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

All that bullshit's for the birds

Actions speak louder than words

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

Higher than the sky, where all the birds have flew.

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing