This is a song about "Same"

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

Swear imma keep it all the same

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Call the crib, same number same hood

But i still feel the same

You just tryin' to run game

Same game, same blood, same coat on my back

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

To the same plant, and the same pants

She do it with no hands

They both got the same suggestions, to the same dumb questions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Go play with your sex toy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

The game providing decays of the same