This is a song about "Theories"

Into a world of beautiful theories and natrual science

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Complex are their theories and their views, the metal speaks,

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

Yal would drop these theories to the cement and he'll still be shooting heroin

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Each day i feel like einstein ,new rap theories i'm inventing