This is a song about "Dairy queen"

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

Wu tang creeper, dairy with the creamer

She was the queen of the club

Well, um, there's a but

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

You a contender for what drag queen of the week

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Dirty or clean, journey on through, lets visit the queen,

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

Your a queen so you know ile always treat you royal,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And i put you on the team

I was king you were queen

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free