This is a song about "Queen t"

The door crack, niggas all black

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Bitch, i might make you my baby

You ain't working hard as this

But i think im queen elizabeth

Worn by a queen or a faggot

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

Ice melts into rain

I'm the queen of this game

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

You're a drag queen with european genes

Da real queen spellin b

Hail mary nigga, run quick see