This is a song about "Imperfections in the mirror"

Uh...i look in the mirror

That damier bag i bought her

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Torture to look in the mirror hating what you see

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Lookin at myself i stand in the mirror/

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Before you fuckin judge somebody look in the fuckin mirror.

He'd look in the mirror and disgust himself

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself