This is a song about "911 conspiracy"

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Conspiracy theorists are bitches i don't like

That you theorize conspiracy, they my enemy so pessimist

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

It's all a conspiracy,

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend