This is a song about "Queen b"

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Imma take over new b

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Emcee m b, remember the name.

But we should be body to body

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Maybe im the fucking queen

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Da real queen spellin b

Cause you love me, call me daddy

"could of cost your life b"

They gotta point em out baby

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Worn by a queen or a faggot