This is a song about "Over and over"

That's how i got the weed spot

Caught and locked, over my yacht you drop.

And starts to take over what they say

Oh, why do i live this way

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Soon, the urge was too much, and my hunger took over.

And im sure, that flew over your head/

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Shoot your tires out and watch your car roll over.

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

The same shit over and over it's like a record skipping

Towers over and defends wars

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

Magic city, everything kosher