This is a song about "Conspiracy embezzlement misappropriation"

It's all a conspiracy,

Dc, man over money

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend

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

That you theorize conspiracy, they my enemy so pessimist

Conspiracy theorists are bitches i don't like

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie