This is a song about "Same old"

I know mine did the same

You're not usin' your brain

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

And with my attitude the same

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

All this paper i fold

Then those bitches who grew old.

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

I accept everyone is the same

Where i from, it get cold

These wack bitches getting old

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,