cupcakKe, Queef | Midnight Heat 🕛 🔥

In the 71^st edition of Midnight Heat 🕛 🔥 (2025), we explore the naughty, sexy vibes behind “Queef” by cupcakKe. 

Ah, bring on Midnight Heat 🕛 🔥! Wait – it is not usually hot at midnight! Well, it is steaming hot 🥵 at midnight when it comes to this naughty, innuendo, and sex-laden column featuring songs intended for nighttime. These risqué, unapologetic records often raise eyebrows and temperature alike. In the 71^st edition of Midnight Heat (2025), we explore the naughty, sexy vibes behind “Queef” by cupcakKe.

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star / He gon’ make this pussy fart.” Now that’s just diabolical, cupcakKe! She continues, perverting an innocent children’s song and nursery rhyme, “Up above a fuckin’ thigh / That nigga gon’ be smokin’ on queef tonight.” Holy shit, girl! In case you live under a rock and are incredibly naïve, queefing refers to “vaginal gas, noise, or wind – vaginal flatulence” per WebMD.  Of course, Urban Dictionary provides more colorful, vulgar definitions such as “air expunged from vagina; how to tell you are beating it up correctly.” That latter description seems most in line with what cupcakke is getting at on “Queef”, the sixth track from her 2024 album, Dauntless Manifesto.

Perverting “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” in the pre-chorus of “Queef” is only the tip of the iceberg for Elizabeth Eden Harris!  The chorus, the centerpiece of this brief NSFW joint, finds cupcakKe expressing the desires of her… kitty cat… “Pussy getting buried, pussy getting buried / Head between my legs, I took a pic, obituary,” she spits, and adds, “It took his last breath when I queefed, now I’m a fairy.” 😶 😶 😶… As if cupcakke hadn’t already made her point about bomb sex, she drops a TMI, overly descriptive verse.  The verse encompasses eating (“eat this ass, then fast a month”), deepthroat (“Right down my throat, then I gag it up”), killer sex (“Chucky the pussy, stab me with that D”), and animalistic sexual tendencies (“I’ma go ape on that motherfuckin’ cock, cock / Peel the foreskin off banana ‘til it’s rock, rock”).  As raw and unrefined as cupcakKe’s rhymes are, the production and sound of “Queef” is sleek, and dare I say, classy 🙄. Still, those recurring queef sound effects ensure that this song is freaky to the nth degree with no redemption! CupcakKe = one of a kind!