This is a song about "Days are the same"

Non are in the same class as me

But we should be body to body

But those same people are following trends, so what's the difference?

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

They keep on sayin’ the same rappers are the best

Carol city or was it the west

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

So what i do is pray, no more days where the clouds are grey

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,

But they both taste the same

You're not usin' your brain

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

But i know really ya'll are just exactly the same

All of my days are spent

Is what i quest