This is a song about "Dodo birds"

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Those stupid birds are chirping in her ear keeps ringing

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

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Let my angel sing

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past

But the plan is to show you that i understand