This is a song about "Feather"

Hitting the singing feather

I'm here to make it better

Please, you were my feather

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

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

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

But ima be the feather

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

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

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