This is a song about "Feather"

Im a heavyweight you got a feather mind,your raps are about as tight

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Hitting the singing feather

I'm here to make it better

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

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Said when i do dirt wit her

But ima be the feather

Please, you were my feather

Or something that you paid for

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence