[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