Disappear

[Intro]
Yeah...
This one's for Queenie
You thought this shit was funny?
Better think twice.

[Verse 1]
Queenie got a stalker calling her "mommy,"
What the fuck is that? That's creepy as hell,
Sliding in her life every day like a shadow,
Acting all cool but she's ringing the bell.
Comment after comment, creeping on the page,
Thinking that attention means she's on the stage,
But Queenie ain't playing, she knows what's real,
You're crossing every line, now you're testing the steel.

You don't get to invade her life for fun,
You don't get to chase her when she tells you to run,
Every damn post, every damn day,
You keep showing up like you got something to say.
But nobody asked for your weird-ass games,
Nobody cares about your stupid-ass fame,
You wanted attention, now look what you found,
A whole lot of silence with the darkness around.

[Chorus]
Don't come after Queenie,
Don't come after King,
You don't know the shit that you're fucking with.
You think you're scary, but the mask don't mean shit,
Take one step back before you lose your grip.
Don't come after Queenie,
Leave her the fuck alone,
Stop acting like her life is somehow your own.
You wanted smoke, but you don't know the cost,
Keep crossing lines and you're gonna get lost.

[Verse 2]
Now you're going after King, what the hell's next?
You keep pushing buttons, now you're earning respect?
Not the kind you wanted, the kind born from fear,
When everybody sees exactly why you're here.
You thought this was funny, thought this was a game,
But stalking somebody isn't internet fame.
You can type all day from behind your screen,
But that don't make you tough, that just makes you obscene.

Queenie's looking over like, "Bitch, what now?"
You keep acting bold but you're scared somehow.
You talk like a monster, but monsters don't hide,
Behind fake-ass comments with nowhere to slide.
You wanna play scary? Better learn what scary means,
Not chasing somebody through their social-media feeds.
You're shaking in your boots when the truth gets near,
All that keyboard courage disappears.

[Chorus]
Don't come after Queenie,
Don't come after King,
You don't know the shit that you're fucking with.
You think you're scary, but the mask don't mean shit,
Take one step back before you lose your grip.
Don't come after Queenie,
Leave her the fuck alone,
Stop acting like her life is somehow your own.
You wanted smoke, but you don't know the cost,
Keep crossing lines and you're gonna get lost.

[Verse 3]
Soon you're gonna scream, "Help!" when reality hits,
Not because somebody hurt you, but because you've been caught in your shit.
All that stalking, all that creeping around,
Every little message leaving evidence now.
You thought Queenie was scared? Nah, she's standing tall,
While your whole little fantasy starts to fall.
You're crying like a baby when the spotlight arrives,
'Cause consequences don't care about your lies.

So here's the message, and here's the damn rule:
Respect people's boundaries, don't act like a fool.
You don't own Queenie, you don't own King,
You don't own anybody, that's not how this thing works.
Delete the comments, stop following the trail,
Stop making fake accounts, stop trying to prevail.
You crossed the line, now back the fuck away,
This nightmare ends when you leave them today.

[Outro]
Queenie...
King...
Leave them alone.

You wanted attention.
Now you've got a warning.

Don't stalk.
Don't threaten.
Don't cross the line.

Because when the screen goes dark,
Your bullshit still has consequences.

Now disappear.