This is a song about "I am a queen"

I just tried and tried to make you my queen

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Breakdancing to melle mel

Momma said i am a hell

At home they comparin this situation to nam

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

I just gets it in first lady queen pin

In a collision, i see their ambition

I am the light inside a firecracker

And served it to the public on a silver platter

You are not a king or queen your real shit

The next day you is everybody target