This is a song about "Queen i got haters"

I was king you were queen

You ain't never seen

You got haters? time for you to spit and prove ' em,

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

And fucking, haters got something to say

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Like i told god ill never give up on my haters/

Well i live for the haters

He lying i’m on papers

That makes up my product. every time i rap, the haters

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this

But i think im queen elizabeth

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

I got masterplans for haters toss em in the fryin pan