This is a song about "Drag king"

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

They try to bag the essence of youth, and then will drag it home,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

You're a drag queen with european genes

In private, not public in the streets

What a bummer, what a drag

And i got that bait, they all bad

See, now im the fucking king

I'm doing the same thing

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Knock her out and drag her back to an empty lobby's halls,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors