Psychosomatic society
Under the pressure to deliver quality
I ain’t got perfect geometry
But I am certain I’m determined to be me

Cut through the noise
Ignore the static
Don’t need a reason to be over diplomatic
I’m sensitive
I’m empathetic
That doesn’t mean I’m automatically a target

Yeah I’m a queen
Got a treasure in my chest
Yes yes yes, and it’s gold
Guaranteed
I don’t need a pretty dress
To manifest my own world
(Spiritual gangsta)

Juice up the models
Color me bad
I’m optimistic that we don’t gotta be sad
Digital doctors
Are just a fad
Yeah my IQ has more value than IG swag

My friends are treasures
They keep me sane
We ride or dies for life cause life can be insane
Yeah I take pleasure
In the mundane
I’m such a sucker for sunsets and video games

Yeah I’m a queen
Got a treasure in my chest
Yes yes yes, and it’s gold
Guaranteed
I don’t need a pretty dress
To manifest my own world

Yeah I’m a queen
Got a treasure in my chest
Yes yes yes, and it’s gold
Guaranteed
I don’t need a pretty dress
To manifest my own world

I want it all
I want it all
I want it all, yeah

I put the freak in the frequencies
The “i” in the mind
The matter in dark holes that travel through time
I put the “y” in my energy
Oh y wouldn’t i
Why wouldn’t I

Yeah I’m a queen
Got a treasure in my chest
Yes yes yes, and it’s gold
Guaranteed
I don’t need a pretty dress
To manifest my own world

Yeah I am me
Got a treasure in my chest
Yes yes yes, and it’s gold
I’m a queen
I don’t need a pretty dress
To manifest my own world
(Spiritual gangsta)