This is a song about "The queen of feels"

She was the queen of the club

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Feels like im a horse n my life is the chariot,

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

She was the queen of the club

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Feels like the niggas i fuck with can't be trusted

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

Maybe im the fucking queen

Bitches pursue me like a dream