This is a song about "Buffalo wild wings"

Fine young man with an old man mind

A new lifestyle,ruthless and wild

I got my wings in a flurry

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

It fluttered multicolored wings that suffered

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

With no wings, feeling sly

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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

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

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Bitch, am like a maxipad, cuz i got wings,

The battle ain't over till the black man sings