This is a song about "Same shit different day"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

If everyones different how can they all be the same, see?

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

My emotions flowin, where the hell am i goin

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

But in my head the party's goin

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

You're sayin the same thing as before just with a different tone