This is a song about "Same old"

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Facial expression remains the same,

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

To the same plant, and the same pants

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

Tired of hearing rappers with the same old rhythm same old stupid opinions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But they both taste the same

Grown men in this game

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold