This is a song about "Wifey queen crown broads"

You hoard more broads than igor,

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

You wailed too loud and broke your crown

Never never never gonna take of this crown,

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

It’s not a game, hold your dame

I'm the queen of this game

Then keep your change like an oink machine

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

I told y'all i'm the queen

Show ‘em how much they really mean