This is a song about "Hot wings"

Flying around, wings flapping/

But he don't rule a thing

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Cause i'm always served hot

And out of them same projects where lots of kids get shot up for gang violence

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

In the limelight being red hot

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Im on acid trips it looks like vultures and there wings are flapping

But i broke her wings and knees

Inferior, but i'm nice

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

And i don't need wings to know freedom/