This is a song about "Use your wings and learn to fly"

Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent

They learn to read and write but don't learn to love what's different.

I’m so fly even though i don’t even got me a pair of wings.

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Cry, because inside, god didn't give them their wings to fly,

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

And california on that jerk shit

Your gonna learn how to love it

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Spread our wings and fly up up to the sky

To whom it may concern

And shit i live to learn,

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

But that’s just life, where i’m from

It's hard to learn your lesson