This is a song about "Same"

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

I accept everyone is the same

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

I know mine did the same

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

And with my attitude the same

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

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

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

But things may never be the same.

I ain't interested in fame

Nothing is going to be the same

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame