This is a song about "Birds windows money"

Actions speak louder than words

All that bullshit's for the birds

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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

Keep your doors locked and your windows shut

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Just killed two birds and got stoned.

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

Im shinin too hard on these hatas roll up yo windows

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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