This is a song about "Thomas feather"

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

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

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

But ima be the feather

Of impactful things one can ask for

Please, you were my feather

That damier bag i bought her

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Im a heavyweight you got a feather mind,your raps are about as tight