[Intro]
Call up my phone, "what you doing?"
Nothing just all alone in my little home
Thinking about my next new own show
And thinking about holding an microphone
But i know that crap has flown and been blown
[Hook]
Same old sh**
Just an another day
[Verse]
Who me, who they, who you
How come i get to this state of mind
I never knew to this date that remind
Me of the present, too blind to see the misrepresent
[Hook]
Same old sh**
Just an another day
Money on my mind, i ain't pay in kind
You fly blind, i lay inclined in grind
State of mind, where do i sublime
In due time, i always get left behind crew
All the time the whole rest kind yet so unkind
[Verse 1]
They got no self-control
So they break your heart and soul
Put console-on and play your dead soul and get hurt
Your life's cut short, too short, fall short
Your back turns and contort