This is a song about "Same eyes"

Sky high, iced out paradise

Weaping your fucking eyes

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Noting is different eeryting te same

I wanted the money and never the fame

And with my attitude the same

Call the crib, same number same hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good

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

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

But they both taste the same