This is a song about "The same damn day"

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

I just make a mess, next day, i've got the same regrets,

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Same shit different day with a different bitch

I basically do the same thing day to day

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Every day stays the same, but i'm what's changing

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

For rapping the same shit over and over like damn

On how when you turned a fuck boy and the same day i turned celibate

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

I'll never call you bitch again

Every day is exactly the same,

My day ones, the same ones that i pass the dope

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap