This is a song about "Three little birds"

They blowing up my phone

Kill 10 birds with one stone

I say that the pool is closed

Just killed two birds and got stoned.

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

For that j number three

If you ain't about money

Those stupid birds are chirping in her ear keeps ringing

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

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

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you