This is a song about "Claire is a cool queen"

Come straight and quit please, do us all a favor, drama queen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

You a contender for what drag queen of the week

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Wish i could make ma(bro) ma father a king, and my mother a queen