This is a song about "Repetition"

It will be my saving grace of repetition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Lies, tangled with fiction

Rape you with repetition

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I punch the fucking vixen with perfect repetition

The repetition of my rhyming syllables must be a sin

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Repetition until recognition

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin