This is a song about "Flipping birds"

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Flipping up these comments call me flipper

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Than the birds on the wire

I don’t care where ya are

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Way too much right here is at stake

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Vigorously flipping bitches, niggas getting sick of us

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

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

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

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