This is a song about "Swamp queen"

I was king you were queen

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Bitches is artificially duck

She was the queen of the club

Bow down to ruler, bow down to your queen

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Your a queen so you know ile always treat you royal,

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Come straight and quit please, do us all a favor, drama queen

I just tried and tried to make you my queen

Caged, and the wonder is seen

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

You're a drag queen with european genes