This is a song about "Queen of pain"

Im the queen of new orleans

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Increase the level of pain,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Instead of talking about real issues and internal pain

You a contender for what drag queen of the week

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Tight nit group of thugs, dedicated to the cause of pain.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

The queen of hearts said i'm the king of all aces

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Ima pummel you here until you reach new levels of pain

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

But we jus maintain with faint thoughts of having better pain