This is a song about "Difference between myself and my reflection"

My brother do it too.... tell me what's the difference,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Abusing and cruising my rues to myself/

So you walk up to a mirror and seee your reflection

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And there's a thin line between me and my sanity

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

My plots foreseen, you dorks'll fall between warps of time and space

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

A mother to you and myself i can't tell the difference

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings