This is a song about "Hetty feather"

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Hitting the singing feather

Please, you were my feather

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

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

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

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

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

But ima be the feather

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

I call it speaking tongues

Ink, feather, and paper cuts