This is a song about "I am a rap queen can t you tell"

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

I can tell you that it was not a mishap

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

The one who can´t even show a real smile

I can tell that you got served, because i eat the mic,

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Tick tock, the day i tell a lie you can put me in a box

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

I gesture when i rap you can call me a handyman,

I was king you were queen

Starin at the wall, heard a scream