This is a song about "Little birds"

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

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

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Those stupid birds are chirping in her ear keeps ringing

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

All that bullshit's for the birds

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Actions speak louder than words

All that bullshit's for the birds

I do it for the birds

Shout out bobby on hundreds