This is a song about "Three little birds"

Don't want to be the king

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Or two. or maybe three?

Please boo what's your size crazy

Actions speak louder than words

I do it for the birds

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

All that bullshit's for the birds

Singing my life with his words

Than the muse of a family

And you know its just us three

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

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way