This is a song about "Repeating and replicating"

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I can't even write a chorus cause repeating it would hurt

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

I'm the sushi king

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Treachery? wtf im repeating it again

Grab the scissors and saws and

And the word most important

It's roc nation, this my team

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,