This is a song about "Trapp queen"

And she throws up whatever she eats

You're a drag queen with european genes

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Da real queen spellin b

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Queen b would have you servin tea/

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

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

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

Man this life is but a dream

And my girls yeah she a queen

That bitch she's my queen her pussies my cuisine

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Maybe im the fucking queen

Miami nights, it was all a dream