This is a song about "Not the same nigga"

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

And with my attitude the same

See dog? rap is my aim

To the same plant, and the same pants

We getting money, you can face the facts

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

But not the same kind thats back in the streets.

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

I accept everyone is the same