Queenin'

Head high, facing up to Heaven

Heart prostrate and true

Your crown may be leaning

But it will never fall off of you. 

I know things may seem hard

And the load seems heavy

But God is preparing you for what's next

He's getting things ready.

Smile beautiful, you're doing good

Despite what anyone tells you.

You're holding things down

And pushing your way through.

Queen, I know you're tired

And ready to give in.

But you're almost done

You're so close to the win.

Beautiful, you're capable of more than what you give yourself credit for

So push that crown straight, and walk that regal and royal walk.