This is a song about "Red wings"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

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

I'll rebel against your jealous hating, blessed with the essence to excel with patience

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

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

He wishes he had a pair of wings

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

Kick back and know yo son set

Color your eyes alveolar red

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Covered the room in splattered red,

Yeah, since i was a knee high

With no wings, feeling sly

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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