This is a song about "Same old gee"

Your body's right as rain

But i still feel the same

To the same plant, and the same pants

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Call the crib, same number same hood

Black woman you cold

These wack bitches getting old

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

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

And i've been thinking bout you

We're done, same old thing isnt nothin new.

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Every day is exactly the same,