This is a song about "Same words"

It's same shit everyday, day after day, all the same.

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Fuck long words i dont need a definition, just the same words over and over again

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

I like to use the same words with different meanings, it gives you excitement like lucid dreaming,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

But they both taste the same

I ain't interested in fame

You think you sound the same?

Go play with your sex toy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!