This is a song about "Wifey queen crown broads"

I don't want no fucking crown

22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down

And you niggas will acknowledge this

But i think im queen elizabeth

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Jockin broads right out their bras man

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

I beat up ya wifey, find me drumming on her spine.

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

And my girls yeah she a queen

You wailed too loud and broke your crown

They can never hold me down