This is a song about "Jay birds"

Getting higher than a fuking blue jay.

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Just killed two birds and got stoned.

All this paper i fold

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

My big dick into her va jay jay

Got problems, what? i can't say

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.