This is a song about "Finding wings"

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

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

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Finding that silver lining

Money ain't a thing