This is a song about "Feather"

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

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

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

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Hitting the singing feather

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

By the water, au revoir to my audience

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

But ima be the feather

Please, you were my feather

And i just want to hold her