This is a song about "Dodo birds"

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

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

That try to chase these skirts

I do it for the birds

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

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

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

You heard a little #birdie #tweet, fuck what the birds say

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Higher than the sky, where all the birds have flew.

Just killed two birds and got stoned.

All this paper i fold