This is a song about "Purple platypus bear with pink horns and silver wings"

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

So perfect we spread our wings and fly like two doves

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

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

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

With no wings, feeling sly

That's the window into the sky

With some white dust from wings i crushed back in the knack/ and a rack of spices i pour on top/

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Higher power where these verses from

And i don't need wings to know freedom/