You thought I'd be intimidated by your wicked sword Your oppression is a fucking joke You think you're hot shit because your crown is made of gold You're just a bitch with a pretty brow and your shit is getting old This kingdom has been trash since you first arrived Everything you touch turns to filth Flying high! High above your aim It's do or die! I won't run this time I won't have to try It's easy to make you cry Just wingin' it will suffice this time