This is a song about "Always the same"

They all say the same thing, they’ll always be there for me

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Ur style fuckin sounds all the same,

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

But i still feel the same

Now that's what you call a game

I wanted the money and never the fame

I accept everyone is the same

Know it good when she go no hands

To the same plant, and the same pants

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Before the gain, and all the same

The game providing decays of the same

So much to say a scrabble game