This is a song about "Hot wings"

Music getting you up,like you got wings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I’m so fly even though i don’t even got me a pair of wings.

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Flying around, wings flapping/

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

And that's why i won't trip, 'cause i'm relying on my wings

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

He wishes he had a pair of wings

Hold it..now thank you for silence