This is a song about "Shit birds"

All that bullshit's for the birds

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I do it for the birds

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Shows to do, got record to sell

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Feel like i’m movin' backwards