This is a song about "Repetition"

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

Repetition until recognition

My talent should take me places i've never been

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

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

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Rape you with repetition

The repetition of my rhyming syllables must be a sin

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

I've been living in a grand repetition,

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

It will be my saving grace of repetition

The world should turn as soon as my records spin