This is a song about "Recite and repeat be selective write it down relax create pictures overlearn"

I find it, write it, and spit it, reciting my rhyme set

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

We can rearrange, be more selective, instead of television,

And its like the world is on repeat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

And hope i don't need good drugs to relax,

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Eat 'em like halloween candy when i lay down and relax

I wish i’ll never see you again

Then write em' down and study them

65. is to be selective,

It's a beautiful bliss

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

You a lady boss, now you fly free