Queen of the Chaos

Crown tilted, head high, walking through the static

Drama all around, it’s cinematic tragic

Hands in the dirt, but my mind stays lavish

Gold from the gutter, that's the alchemic magic

Spit fire, tongue sharper than a guillotine

Heart pumping gasoline, soul kerosene

Queens in my bloodline, legacy obscene

Chessboard moves while they playing in the mezzanine

I’m the queen of the chaos, ruling the wild

Storm in my chest but I’m calm when I smile

They can try to dethrone, but they stuck in denial

Queen of the chaos, been reigning a while

Threads torn, but I sew with a needle of ambition

Blueprints of a mission, my life’s composition

People play roles, I’m directing the vision

Cameras roll, but my script’s revision-resistant

Tornado with the word flow, pulling up roots

Every bar a whirlwind, don’t step on my boots

Wolves in the shadows, howling at my pursuit

While I feast at the table, eating their disputes

Chaos is my crown, my throne is my skin

Built from the battles, I don’t need to win

Lightning in my veins, thunder within

When the world shakes, I just begin