This is a song about "Blanket boots mirror"

Where should i jizz, on a towel or blanket

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

You know...you know who you are

Not fearful of a mirror/

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

That's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Window is open, cold as snow, no glimpse of a blanket

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,