Conspiracy Theorist

She thinks I’m a conspiracy theorist/ I think the government actually fears us/ and no one who works there really wants to hear this/ yeah she thinks I’m a conspiracy theorist.

The red dye in fruit loops has everyone dying, they’ll give you a pardon if you’re good at lying, as long as the people believe and keep buying the bullshit they’re sellin’ to keep polarizing

My friends on Facebook who can’t stop their whining and numbing their minds with Netflix and red wine and Prozac and Xanax and memes of Joe Biden and eating McDonald’s while their brains are frying.

My tax dollars go to a wall and a war chest/ Meanwhile I’m living inside of a vortex where doctors are stitching implants into your chest and stick you with Botox so you can have big lips and ****in ozempic so you can eat like **** and live in a world that forgot who God is. But I did not forget and I’m here to tell you, no matter how ****ed up you are hell forgive you, if you just wake up and come to and get to your knees and ask Him he just might help you.