This is a song about "Wings of freedom"

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

Lets spread our freedom wide

I’ll be back on the same night

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

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

It fluttered multicolored wings that suffered

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Freedom from want and that of despair