This is a song about "Rap queen"

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

I just tried and tried to make you my queen

I was king you were queen

Bitches pursue me like a dream

She say the "royal penis is clean", i'm prince akeem and she is my queen

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Im the queen of new orleans

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

She was the queen of the club

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Maybe im the fucking queen