This is a song about "Kill illuminati"

But fuck these myths, because the illuminati as a whole,

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

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

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

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

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set