This is a song about "It was a bird box baby"

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

To give me a listen. but if my shit was in the juke box would anyone pick it?

Judging my mentality. look up in the sky is it a bird is it a plane?

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Fuck the pot i forgot - to sock it in a box

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I'm a fuckin hawk you're a pigeon with bird flu

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

Like a nerd' rapping so fast like a crazy bird

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

When i was a baby i didn't have a rattle, i had a pen

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

It aint nothing but a g thang baby