This is a song about "Two are not the same"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

So while the world goes drake crazy

Non are in the same class as me

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

Get her so fucked up she's not even the same person

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

But those same people are following trends, so what's the difference?

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Not even two years later i was back on the scene

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out