This is a song about "Shit birds"

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

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

Actions speak louder than words

All that bullshit's for the birds

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

Love my women with high heels and high standards

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

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

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Flapjack, ooh he bring

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

Birds fly, do they fly free, are they locked to the earth knowing why she

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty