This is a song about "It riminds me od you"

Why is it that you hate me?

I swear they think i'm crazy

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

You make it worse every time you speak to me,

But it happens, you know, it wont bring me down,

The fourth one, i like to kick around

To you it seems obtuse, but to me it is acute

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Let me know when it occurs to you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

And it makes me sick to think that you could blame me

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

At me you turn your head away it

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

It can't be you and me,