Same Kid Video (MV)

I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid
I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid

Talking about, things I'm into and what I've been through
A lotta b*****s make suppositions that just ain't true
Just the same dude, coming down the next avenue
Chasing reminiscence of my hometown with better food
Whiskey never blended, gin and Jamba Juice
Woke and spinning, this head's screws are never loose
I think too much, though
Thoughts deep like they be 6 feet buried under the snow, f*** it
I try to tell them why work when you can just be lucky
But no one feels my vision so I'm stuck with rubber ducky
Water lever rising, steam looking like icing
Makes me wonder 10 years from now, will I have a wifey
Will I have kids, maybe a house, with a big-a** porch
A lit-a** back yard, with a basketball court
Ain't that a nice picture, as I fall asleep
Lights spinning in my teacup stirring late summer breeze
I hope I get rich, but now I ain't making sh**
I just wanna create art, take naps and go lift
Why not give me a miracle, kindly honor the gift
Dreams are hella pivotal, for the soliloquy of this kid

I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid
I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid
I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid
I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid

Coming through the door, I be coughing in the smoke
Napping too hard in the tub, I overcooked my bok choy
Why do I even cook at all?
I should just get my a** back to ordering DoorDash, yea
Beijing, Daddy's had enough of being played
Maybe, big brother is still watching me
Rainy, in my city every Saturday
Baby, remind me, what was your name
Sh**, boy you really settled with your mess
Ain't, nothing but some psychological dread
Why, is pain necessary every step
My, talent's not to be privately kept
Free-styling through my golden days
Chinky man behind them dope-ass shades
Making a name, from place to place
Bilingually hard though I ain't a.b.k.
My hand through her braids, but we're only friends
F*** an "Asian", girl, call me a "Zhong Guo Ren"
Remember who I am, the tricks that I do
The f***s I gave, yea there has indeed been a few

I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid
I don't wanna be that same kid
But I'm still that same kid