This is a song about "Wings"

Music getting you up,like you got wings

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And finally, everyone got their own problems

So perfect we spread our wings and fly like two doves

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

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

With no wings, feeling sly

Dreamin on a lullaby

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Im on acid trips it looks like vultures and there wings are flapping

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

Spread our wings and fly up up to the sky

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

He wishes he had a pair of wings

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things