This is a song about "911 conspiracy"

Conspiracy theorists are bitches i don't like

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

That you theorize conspiracy, they my enemy so pessimist

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

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

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

It's all a conspiracy,

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody