This is a song about "I m a rap queen"

Wish i could make ma(bro) ma father a king, and my mother a queen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets

Exclusives, y'all never seen

I was king you were queen

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Come straight and quit please, do us all a favor, drama queen

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent