This is a song about "Illuminati swag"

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Illuminati flow & imma keep it going

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Throwing up illuminati signs just for attention