hook: same old dreams same old fears same old life just different years same old me different perspective same old mirror with a different reflection still kinda anxious bout losin my friendships wonder if anyone's truly invested verse: words too sharp don't use em as weapons verses and bars what I do in a session to search for the cause of this rutheless depression I want the answers to numerous questions all y'all are focused on jewels on your necklace y'all think I only do music for mentions but I mostly just do this to soothe all the tension y'all stir up drama for stupid attention I just walk into the booth when I'm stressing put faith in my feet with no clue where I'm steppin' gotta stay driven pursure where I'm headin I woke up this morning it's truly a blessing (hook) verse 2: same old notebook the pages are filled all of my thoughts found some places to dwell don't pray on my downfall pray that I heal stomping on snakes if they make for my heels shout out my parents they're raising me well the bar's too low I'mma raise it myself they envy my art can't claim what I build 'Cause faith in my God is what gave me the skill it's taking me higher, not taking no pills I'm making some fire the flame is for real you flashing your cash, your chain, and your grill pull up in your rides you're making them mills but you’re not making moves You're just staying still