This is a song about "Repetition"

The repetition of my rhyming syllables must be a sin

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

I'm wale, the prescription

Rape you with repetition

Repetition until recognition

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I punch the fucking vixen with perfect repetition

All i hear is repetition in the lyrics on the radios

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You just working with the scraps you was given

It will be my saving grace of repetition