This is a song about "Cheesy bird mess"

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

I'm a fuckin hawk you're a pigeon with bird flu

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

To get them niggas while they laid back

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create

In every bird i see fly

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Ballin in green like im larry bird

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer