This is a song about "Little birds"

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

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

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

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

All that bullshit's for the birds

Singing my life with his words

I do it for the birds

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

Slashing these words, flashing the birds. my speciality is gathering the herds,

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

I was born to do the damn thing

Like those birds i'll keep flapping