This is a song about "Everyone being the same"

That the next is just the same

Floor seats at that wizards game

But i still feel the same

Hallow be thy name

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Said her hearts, in a cage

Now everyone finds the change

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

And with my attitude the same

Grown men in this game

I know mine did the same

Even though everyone treats me like shit, i feel the exact same,

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game