This is a song about "Hetty feather"

You know...you know who you are

But ima be the feather

Please, you were my feather

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

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

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

Hitting the singing feather

Or something that you paid for

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence