This is a song about "Illuminati diss"

Now it's all about "the new star illuminati chose"//

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

I don't know what to do so i throw some illuminati signs

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Throwing up illuminati signs just for attention

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close