This is a song about "Same old"

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

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

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Black woman you cold

Then those bitches who grew old.

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Shes only 17 years old

Hand to hand in the cold