This is a song about "Drag queens"

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

Something all you kings and queens have started to lack

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Little more weed, first class seats

Soho, so there's some milling queens,

You're a drag queen with european genes

Can barely walk the city streets

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

You better choose. california queens