(Verse 1)
Rollin’ up in her Benz, thinkin’ she’s elite,
But behind closed doors, she’s beggin’ at their feet.
Conceited little puppet, playin’ games in disguise,
Backstabbin’ every ally, low-key facist in her disguise.
(Chorus)
She ain’t a queen, she’s a fraud in a crown,
Grovels to the board, just to not get shut down.
Privilege on display, but the soul’s bankrupt,
Beggar in designer heels, thief in a cover-up.
(Verse 2)
Entitled from the jump, never cared for the team,
Incompetence wrapped up in a corporate dream.
Conniving with a smile, but the venom runs deep,
She’s a nightmare in daylight, a wolf among sheep.
(Bridge)
Luxury leather seats, but the ride’s all fake,
Her empire’s built on lies, watch it all break.
Strength ain’t in her stance, it’s a mask she wears,
But strip it all away — nothing’s really there.
(Outro)
So here’s to the “queen” who was never legit,
History will remember her as nothin’ but… a counterfeit.
** Changed a few words…
** Inspired by The Devil Wears Prada
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