This is a song about "New orleans"

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

Im the queen of new orleans

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

I want to make the world new

Wanna spend it all on you

New orleans, yeah, from the ‘burbs all the way to the hot block,

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

So before i go, you should harvest food

I'm a new man with a new attitude

New passions, enemies new fashion

You're uncool like my mother kin