This is a song about "Repetition"

It's the part ii repetition, murder with guided precision

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

I punch the fucking vixen with perfect repetition

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

All i hear is repetition in the lyrics on the radios

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

It will be my saving grace of repetition

They all see my life from a childish position

Repetition until recognition

My talent should take me places i've never been

Rape you with repetition

And they all mint condition