This is a song about "Cool birds"

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

I do it for the birds

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

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

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Damn, why can i be that cool

Higher than high school

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

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

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards