This is a song about "Lemon pepper wings"

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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

He wishes he had a pair of wings

They say he the key to my blessings

I got my wings in a flurry

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

With no wings, feeling sly

Music getting you up,like you got wings

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

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

Had i not been exposed to these things

Bitch, am like a maxipad, cuz i got wings,