This is a song about "Birds of the same feather flock together cones red on a majestic street corner"

Niggas ride together like the wheels on a chrysler

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Notation of a mathematical dilation. push, provoke the big red round button

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

If he on the same street as me greetings you are the chosen one..

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

She can make a pimp fall in love

Leading the world with a flock of doves

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

But ima be the feather

Poke out from behind her