This is a song about "Beauty queen"

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

If they find that stash box just one time

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Must be something you want me to see

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Start forgetting, beauty fades, you can't explain

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

I was king you were queen

It's roc nation, this my team

But i think im queen elizabeth

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Looks are exalted; just don't let your beauty fall.