This is a song about "How we are the same"

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Even though it's difficult, we say the same thangs rhyming,

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

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

We gon kill this shit, and leave exactly the same

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

It would be weird if we dressed the same

Cause in the end we all on the same road to success

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Dc, man over money

Non are in the same class as me