This is a song about "Feather"

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Please, you were my feather

Poke out from behind her

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

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

Hitting the singing feather

I'm gettin discouraged with her

But ima be the feather

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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