This is a song about "Spread wings"

Money ain't a thing

Flying around, wings flapping/

I got my wings in a flurry

While i'm making history

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

Spread by mosquitoes perhaps spread by a needle

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

Before a nigga finish put in the work

It fluttered multicolored wings that suffered

Spread the word, 'cause i'm in

Hmmm where should i begin

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

And when i die, i won’t forget i had my wings