This is a song about "Still the same"

An still blaming me but we sit at the same table for dinner

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

But i am still the same visually

And now that i’m getting money

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

To the same plant, and the same pants

I ain't interested in fame

I know mine did the same

In private, not public in the streets

Those same southern trees where the rage still leaks,

But now invisible cells around your brain

Facial expression remains the same,

Still the same guy i can't decide

And you're, approaching me right