This is a song about "Wifey queen crown lipstick"

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Never never never gonna take of this crown,

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

And my girls yeah she a queen

But i always got a clean crown

Petty thoughts could keep your brain down

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

Maybe im the fucking queen

Okay, so play d, know what i mean