This is a song about "Not the same as kids"

Must be something you want me to see

Non are in the same class as me

Dumb fuck i drink the same fuckin #juice as 2pac

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss

See i'm not the same guy anymore that you thought i was

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

I'm still in pain/it's not easy to explain/i spit lyrics to entertain,things ain't the same

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Your odds of winning same as the release of detox

In the end its the same as every other place

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him