This is a song about "Parallelism"

Stay focused on the prize, though everybody dies

Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise

Right flows down and they might go nice

And i'm the super-learning device.

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

With these 'parallel verses', you couldn't touch 'em if your lines were slanted!

Fuck everybody here, everybody vanished, i'm managed

You can't touch these lines i'm spitting them parallel.

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

And she doesnt know it but i hid a trackin device inside her skirt

There's a strong correlation between obligation

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

We must look more at salvation, inspiration, and variation,

Preparation for occupation, no correlation to my situation