This is a song about "My bird"

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

I'm here, flying through bars like flappy bird/

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

I'm autumn leaves change

Like a bird without a cage

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

Too stoned to kill a bird/

They call me say, word

Since that night i’m like a bird

The concept is so absurd