This is a song about "Not the same"

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Facial expression remains the same,

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Call the crib, same number same hood

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

The pain is horrible and for michael i gotta make it through somehow.

I'm popping rubber bands

To the same plant, and the same pants

Get her so fucked up she's not even the same person

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

It's same shit everyday, day after day, all the same.

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Grindin, no way man, i'm not the same man

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang