This is a song about "Conspiracy"

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

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

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Conspiracy theorists are bitches i don't like

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

That you theorize conspiracy, they my enemy so pessimist

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

It's all a conspiracy,

I'm a baller, literally