This is a song about "Three little birds"

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Whip, plane, motions own

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Higher than the sky, where all the birds have flew.

At the age of fuckin three

It's obvious i'm crazy

Fuck, i was number three,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

I be gettin' money

Second peter one three

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

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