This is a song about "Been same"

I got that goodman game

You think you sound the same?

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Rap music hasn’t been the same, we don’t have half the pride,

Ur style fuckin sounds all the same,

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Ryot, your skill stats still remain the same.

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)

Noting is different eeryting te same

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

An sence den.....i aint neva been the same as the old me,