This is a song about "Marry queen"

You down because ima be there to pick you up when you fall your my queen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

Worn by a queen or a faggot

Saying they this and that

Mary was hairy and lucy wants to marry me,

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

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

Bow down to ruler, bow down to your queen

I know you're mad, but so what

She was the queen of the club

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Rhymes the only thing coming easy, ill fuck rap n marry it,