This is a song about "911 conspiracy"

Conspiracy theorists are bitches i don't like

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

It's all a conspiracy,

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

That you theorize conspiracy, they my enemy so pessimist

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history