This is a song about "Angel wings"

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

And that's why i won't trip, 'cause i'm relying on my wings

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Never wrong at any level

You make a nigga sing songs nice

The winged angel with a knife

Tethered strings are severed quick that've held all my feather wings

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

I am not the only one

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

My city's culture to the game now in existence

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will