This is a song about "Buffalo wings"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

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

He wishes he had a pair of wings

They say he the key to my blessings

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Leave em waitin like buffalo bill, but no basket

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

But i broke her wings and knees

Lights please, lights please

Music getting you up,like you got wings

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win