Birds in the Trap [Short Film]
I was walking down the street and as I look
Up I see these two clowns doing absolutely
Nothing gettin' on everybody fuckin'
Nerves anyway I see
This one car coming down the street
Acting all crazy and everything
Travis playing piano
"Sweet Sweet" playing in background
Woman travis I'm ready to go
Travis I'm ready to go
Travis I said I'm ready to go
Travis bumps into partygoer
Travis damn my nigga? what the fuck is
Wrong with my shit bro
C'mon, How you gon fix that shit bro
Travis fix what my nigga
Check this out my nigga travis
Shut up nigga that was
Fucking alcohol it ain't
Wasn't even fucking drank, alright
Nigga, whatever nigga, haha (tss)
Travis Exiting waddup boy, Waddup nigga
Woman i don't see why every time
We go somewhere you
Have to go and start something with somebody
Travis start what? I ain't start nothin'
Woman why did you just try to fight him
Travis
That nigga trippin', trippin' over nothing
Woman no I'm not you need to relax
Travis him and you trippin' over nothin'
Oh for real travis
Man shut up and get in the whip
Woman don't tell me to shut up
Travis fuck up bitch
Woman excuse me, Repeat yourself?
Travis bITCHIN!
Woman what is your problem?
I don't understand why
How you think you can walk around and
Treat people however you wanna treat em
Travis shut Up, Jeez
Woman that's your ego
And your ego's going to get you in trouble
Travis trouble nigga, I am trouble nigga
Woman you don't know how to treat anyone
You don't know how to treat me
You don't treat yourself well
Treat yourself well, fuck is you talkin' bout
You treat yourself well? Maybe if you cared
About yourself you would watch your
Actions, you know what, if you don't
Want me to worry about you
If you don't worry about you
I'm not gonna worry about you
Let me out of the car
Travis what?
Woman pull over and let me out of the car
Man get fuck out, fuck out man
Woman i swear to god I can't stand you
Travis whatever, close the door nigga
"sweet sweet" starts playing on the radio
Okay, I got it, copy 20
20, but I can't see nobody
One eye open, Illuminati
Oh shit yo waddup though get money
Waddup my nigga
See you got your little broads
Leaving pocketbooks and junk man hell yeah
I had to drop a bitch off there dog
She trippin' bout some stupid ass shit
(again?) hell yeah always trippin'
You know that bitch crazy
I guess that's what they do
Man we at the spot I'm at a little table
I'm dippin' out i bumped into a nigga and he
Start trippin' know what I'm sayin
Actin' like he startin' somethin'
At the motherfuckin' spot
(straight up?) hell yeah
With some alcohol wasn't
No fuckin' drank nigga must not know
You know me
Officer pulls up next to Travis
Slow down your vehicle your going too fast
Travis yes Sir
Always messing with somebody man (always)
What's been good though nothin' to
It but gettin' this paper
We bout to get it in a little
Later man got the hook up
Definitely get a couple little bags
And a couple broads
(approaching homeless person on bike) oh shit
Freind #2What the fuck? Travis
Stay out the motherfuckin' road It's
Called a sidewalk nigga (stupid ass)
Shit mane I'm bout to serve him too (haha)
Travis you stupid, this it right up here?
Yeah this lil bridge i'll meet you up later
I'll have a couple bags
Don't forget the blunts
Travis already
Travis gets a hotdog from hotdog stand
Drives off and gets in a car accident
Playing instrumental to "the ends"
Spoken dimness, my old brother
I can feel whispers flying over
Endless rain of meaningless chaos
Reality always exceed fiction
I can see an unborn generation
I can hear within the silence
And see within the nothingness
Flashing neon lights trying to disturb and
Throw off my fucking judgment past, present
And future all melted in a nonending circle
Hear my words of temptation and redemption
They made me believe I could escape
Remember this shit, remember me
The one who die here it's time to live
Playing "coordinate"
Travis steps off the roof of
An abandoned building to be
Found on the ground of
An abandoned construction site
Way back
The ends