This is a song about "Dahvie vanity"

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Out of vanity, what is insanity, thinking, you can be the same thing,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Like miley at vanity fair, its a tragedy/

Financially secure and happily thankful for my sanity, lack of vanity,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I am ragity, soap, isn't for vanity, hope we get more capacity

Going to my vanity just to realize im fucking sanity, to much profanity,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Managing my vanity while channeling my insanity