This is a song about "Queen bee"

Bitch, they call it motor city

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee

I'm the queen of this game

You're not usin' your brain

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

It couldnt have been a mind altering bee

Hopin' that my niggas see

She wants to fly like a bee

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Im the queen of new orleans

She likes the way it hits her lips

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee

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

And you all will respect that

Worn by a queen or a faggot