This is a song about "Illuminati swag"

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

Area 51 illuminati creating everything while spacing

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Illuminati flow & imma keep it going

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Throwing up illuminati signs just for attention

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question