This is a song about "Same shit"

Around the same time people opened tapes to dub shit,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

Same shit different day with a different bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

My shits so different while your shit sound the same

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Same shit different pen just reruns with different ends,

A loss plus one have fun hun for my gun has just quivered taken a win

Same simulation of shit i spat about years ago remains in allocation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Saying all the same shit when i'm transparent with emotion.

Like a marker on carpet, you know that shit won't ever be the same.

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game