This is a song about "A pretty queen"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

A lonely king, no queen to occupy his throne

Shag a beauty she loves me shell be my queen make this our story

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

Now on the surface you seem like a pretty good rapper,

And my girls yeah she a queen

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

You already are caged

So i eye a thick pretty waist

I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her