This is a song about "Not the same"

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

You think you sound the same?

Then lost my faith again

But they both taste the same

Floor seats at that wizards game

They think they bring that pain

I know mine did the same

Dun want your courtesy bitch i won't bet even my a.tom call me a low brow

God has my heart i'm not remaining the same, he made me restart yes now

Every day is exactly the same,

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

To the same plant, and the same pants