This is a song about "Dodo birds"

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

Now everybody put your hands up high

Running out the clock tell im around in the sky birds flock

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Love my women with high heels and high standards

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Loco off the dodo

Preaching to the choir though

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

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Why not me the same thing