This is a song about "Juicy couture queen"

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I told y'all i'm the queen

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

But i think im queen elizabeth

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

Let me rideuntil i get free

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Maybe im the fucking queen

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

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

By the way, their bodies are so juicy and moist!

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed