This is a song about "You aqueen"

When you know that you are

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

No one notice your plight

You know i love you right,

See you, touch you, hear you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Goddamn, the boy's back

Thinking about you, you slag

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Whether you wrong or you right

When you see me you begin you hibernation.

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Wit my kin that i came in wit

You know you wanna quit

In her defense she a part of the crowd

You talkin bout you breakin out