This is a song about "Queen b"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Rap is music with real substance b

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Bow down to ruler, bow down to your queen

I told y'all i'm the queen

Caged, and the wonder is seen

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

You're a drag queen with european genes

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My name is razor b

Could i make you my baby

Da real queen spellin b