This is a song about "Me a drama queen"

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Yo little sistas drama

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

I can always depend on my mama

Fuck yo bitch call me green, you just startin drama,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Your a queen so you know ile always treat you royal,

A lonely king, no queen to occupy his throne

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone