This is a song about "Same old"

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

And with my attitude the same

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

I know mine did the same

Bad rap, cuties claim

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

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

To the same plant, and the same pants

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Facial expression remains the same,