This is a song about "Repitition"

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

'cause it was an admired service-man

I wish that was really true man

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses