This is a song about "Hetty feather"

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

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

I said i'm hurting her

Please, you were my feather

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

Hitting the singing feather

You have this letter

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

But ima be the feather

Look, i just want to make you better

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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