Story Behind The Song
A conspiracy theorist point of view of the Coronavirus pandemic.
Song Description
A conspiracy theorist point of view of the Coronavirus pandemic.
| Song Length |
1:19 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Uptight |
| Subject |
Suspicion, Economics |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
In the tub washing my crack squatting, I saw long ago what they plotting. My can food got rotten. Reloaded the non-perishable. Life is cherishable. In the tub but I've very civil. The world is in a pickle of a sniffle. They loading toilet papers. I load the stocks up with some of my papers. And I gave some to some of my peoples. Lot of shares, no cheers, no fears. But cynical I be. they plotting digital id, up in your IV. My wife be reading prophecies, she don't read magazines, I ordered more cartridges, I need more magazines. They loading mad vaccines. Everything ain't what it seems. RIP to the deceased, from this disease, Chinese governmental atrocities from across the seas, obviously y'all not ready, ya'll softer than cottage cheese. Possibly, this is the year, Yeah, implantable microchips via mandatory vaccinations. Sinister fascination all up in your habitation. They want to test on African nations. The plan is to reduce the populations. I try to tell you and you're still hibernating. I