This is a song about "Dead bird"

Too stoned to kill a bird/

They call me say, word

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Even when my dreams are dead

Like a church in debt

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

An #kief, that'll put the #little baby bird to #sleep

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Too focused, one word

In every bird i see fly

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Like a bird without a cage

You promise that's change