This is a song about "Same ol"

If they startcuz it's all about survival

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Facial expression remains the same,

Now that's what you call a game

You think you sound the same?

My buzz is like cocaine

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Super magic, abracadabra kid

Every day is exactly the same,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Down in dallas at the all-star game

But they both taste the same

Ice melts into rain

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Ill never be the same