This is a song about "Same old song"

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Such an old song but i love this beat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

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

I'm inventing my own song.

But just when it gets good, she's gone

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

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Then start to sing a song

You were right here all along

Or i wouldn't be writing this song