Princess Diana

Milk and honey flesh, I sing the body electric

At times, I might get hellish but inside me there's velvet

I took my devils dancing and I taught them to salsa

Them niggas had two left feet, still we tried to bachata

I want my forty acres and a fluffy alpaca

And if there ain't alpacas then a custom Impala

Hydraulics on the jawn, colour red like, "off with your head"

But the gloss on the whip silver dollar

The road's a sticky tarpit but I don't need pitstops

I don't second guess when they hit me with stingers

My teacher said I'd be gutting fish at the chip shop