This is a song about "Being an insane queen"

You thought that i was done with completely being an ass? please

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

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I was king you were queen

Being insane on my brain im crazy,

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

I stay distant in an instant only intrest being lifted a couple inches

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Maybe im the fucking queen

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Its like being held in shackles with an ocean front view to humiliate

And my niggas all the same

Create madness; insane

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.