This is a song about "Same shit"

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

We gon kill this shit, and leave exactly the same

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Talking about the same shit over, don't care for microphones

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

For doing shit the same way as the best did

I don't chit chat and do the same shit that my hater would

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Tripping on the same shit that made physics spin

I'm in another universe no idea where i am at all

If i was still in the same position i would hang that shit up like a prank call

You don't mean that, you faggot

I don't fuck with that same love shit

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

New day new dawn shit every days the same,